Needless to say, by the time the doorbell rang, I was hungry and horny. I had popped in the video and Ron Jeremy was already fucking uber-BBW Star Mel...nie Anton on a couch; his huge cock and her massive tits (and belly) vying for 1st prize in what would fill the screen first.The doorbell rang. I lethargically lifted my body from my couch and slowly, coolly, walked to the door. (Mustn't let on any show of anticipation to those pimple faced, lecherous pizza boys.) I methodically opened the door.. .I allow her 2do so.I dont how 2 cook and i was hungry in the afternoon.She woke up at 7-PM and was searching fr me in the house.i was busy in chatting with my friends on the net.Suddenly some one knocking my room.I opened the door,it was none other my maid servant(Ayesha).I enquired about the purpose of disturbing me.She asked what i would like 2 have in my dinner.I said that few friends of mine are coming fr Dinner.she aggreed 2 cook from them.I asked her cook from some Veg-dishes,She was. Why not? I don’t have to be home right away, so, sure.”She asked where he wanted to meet, and got the directions to a quiet upscale coffee shop about ten minutes away. Andee agreed she would meet Dustin there and hopped in her car.After finding the coffee shop, Andee texted her husband to let him know that she was “going out with the students for coffee,” figuring she didn’t need to fill in any details when she didn’t even really know what she was doing anyway. She only hoped that no one she. WouldI be accepted as Joan? I'd spent my entire life with both feet on theground. I had every reason to believe that next week would provide adisaster or two despite my desires and intentions. I smiled to myself andthe words from "Drive" echoed in my head: "Whatever tomorrow brings I'llbe there, with open arms and open eyes." I cleared my mind of all extraneous thoughts and realized that whateverhappened, I WAS Joan. I smiled to myself confidently. Tomorrow wasFriday. School was next week..