His voice was deep and dark. ‘Come with me, my sweet angel. I told you earlier that you would have to pay for getting me all hot and bothered this m...rning. I’ve been aching for you all day. It’s time to pay the piper.’ Sarah expected him to lead her down the hall to his bedroom, but instead, he led her to the front door. ‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked breathlessly. Brian draped a warm coat around her shoulders before donning another one himself. ‘Wait and see,’ he said mysteriously. He. Ben had to adjust just thinking about sucking them. But she had wanted something from him. Not that she ever really said it but when he was around her he couldn't think of anyone else. That just wasn't fucking normal. All girls were bitches. He treated them like the whores they were. After all, he was Ben-fucking-Tramer! All star fucking quarter back! He was the shit! It would not fucking do to have some slut trapping him in a relationship. But still he couldn't help but wish he was with her. . -----"Three more ... two more ... one more ... yes."Although I could barely see through my sweat-streaked glasses,I could hear the satisfaction in her voice. We'd been workingout together for almost two hours -- twice as long as I was usedto -- and I felt like I was going to die. My legs werethrobbing, my arms were on fire, and it felt like somebody hadpunched me in the gut. All I wanted to do at that moment wascrawl into and corner and sleep for a week.After, of. "My God, how many carrots does he have in there?" chuckled Mona."In my class, there are no carrots." Said Marcelo, opening the suitcase to reveal four, half metre square blocks, each about four inches deep.As had been instructed the living room had been arranged to be empty apart from a coffee table set in the middle of the room. He set one square block in each corner. "These," he told the girls, "are you 'carrots' tonight." But how?" Asked Jane.Marcelo smiled and turned one block over to.
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