. if this was a dream, why couldn't he be here with her? Even more so if this was real! He'd know what to do. He'd know how to save them...But, instea..., she had ... well, Chuck was OK. As a friend, although not more. He made her laugh, and was easy to talk to, but that was it. And Anthony was funny. As for everyone else ... they didn't like her. She knew that. They thought, because she was blond, that she was dumb. That because of her scar, she was ugly. They hadn't seen her with all her makeup. "No I came here when you didn't show, no nothings happ.."Amy looked at her phone, "he hung up, he's on his way here, he thinks something's happening between us, he sounds pissed". My thoughts turned to worry, the last thing I needed was an ass kicking from Phil for being a gent. "Don't worry, when he gets here I'll sort it out" the next five minutes were silent, they seemed like an eternity, here I was minding my own business on a Friday night and now I was being dragged into some lover's. She was relieved that her ex was apparently innocent of any involvement in this activity. Dinah Marsh had never been Vicki's favorite person, but now Vicki hated her with a cold rage that was alien to her sweet nature. Civility and courtesy for Trevor's sake were done; now his best interests demanded a hostile course of action."So, you're not mad at me for liking what I did with Dinah?" Trevor sought reassurance."Trevor, honey, you're a preteen boy. You tend to trust grown-ups. She knew better.. "So," Bobbi cooed, "do you like it or not, you never answered me?!?" "Mmmmm, I think so," Laura replied softly. "Do you think it will hurt?" Bobbi chuckled a quietly for a moment, and replied, "Hurt, I think it's gonna feel wonderful!!!" As Laura's sucking intensified, Bobbi gazed over at the object that now dominated the middle of their bedroom and closed her eyes while imagining them using it together. It looked almost like a gymnast's pommel horse, but it was shorter by a foot. The real.