I grasped the corner of the Band-Aid, yelling, "Tell me what the hell you've done, or I'll pull this crap off to find out for myself."{Click}. "Leave ...t alone or you'll lose your next meal."#6: #5: #1: #2: Looking through my own cerebral fluid had only short-range visibility but was surprisingly easy, and very weird. I could see the lumps on the outside of my own brain! I found the hole, and had the strange experience of looking up it from the inside. It was empty, and there was nothing. Everyone called her Diva because of her loud, brassy, bossy, and some called, obnoxious, personality. She was a tall woman; bottle blonde, fleshy but not fat, and noisy as hell. Occasionally after work, we'd stop off for a few drinks and some girl talk, and on a few occasions, Ben would stop by to pick me up after work. He didn't care much for Diva but tolerated her since she was a loyal worker and I found her sometimes pretty damn funny. One day, we worked on a saturday and called it quits. Okay my breasts were a bit on the saggy side but they had fed a couple of kids when all said and done. The dark pubic hair around my vagina I’d had as a youngster, of which I was very proud, had turned a delicate shade of grey. My sex drive had almost vanished to the point of being non‑existent but occasionally, like about once a year, I’d be reminded of the good times with my husband George. Knowing that I was having such a moment I closed my eyes and remembered the way he’d cup both of my. He wasn't thick but his dick was real long and it filled TIna's tight pussy."Shut up!" Mister shouted "Your not listening. If you dont listen I cant be your friend."When Tina didn't quiet down, Mister closed his fingers over her mouth and she felt him start ramming her pussy harder and making it hurt worst. Tina screamed into his hand but Mister kept on going, pumping her cunt in and out until she finally started whimpering but quietly. That's when he said "That's right girlie. Quiet just like.