The smile that she gave me always melted my heart, I knew she was sincere from all the times we have had together. “Your request is right” I said ...�� I really would like to spend some time with you. To be honest I have been thinking a lot about you lately, “ I said. Margret smiled again “same here” she said “when I saw Sue trying to catch you today I knew I wanted you”.She held my hand “we have a lot of things to talk about ” she said, then said “pick me up at 6 o’clock”. “You bet” I said,she. " He whimpered, the dildo pulling from his mouth. "Please fuckme."Well, there's more. What do I tell my bitches? Look at me when I'm talkingto you, bitch!Vinnie's head hung in shame. The evil hand caught his chin, squeezingpainfully as his head was jammed upward. On the screen, Vinnie wasstanding there, hand out, penis erect. What do my bitches say?"Fuck me like the whore I am." Vinnie repeated dully.Louder!"Fuck me like the whore I am!"Scream it you fucking cunt!"Fuck me like the whore I am!". . forget that! Bad idea! Let you loose in a nunnery? God there’d be carnage!”Rozella grinned at her. “You should laugh more often caro. You are too serious. Laughter becomes you.”“I don’t often meet people as crazy as you Rozella.”“Then you should. Life is too precious to waste in being serious all the time. It is good to see you smile.”And smile Miranda did; acknowledging the justice in Rozella’s words. She had been sad for too long. She had known this woman for only an hour but she had made. “Fuckin’ A, you put it in the window.”Iris suddenly realized he was calling from the road.She whirled around to look, spotting a blue Toyotahanging out behind them. Brad looked like he was in hislate twenties or early thirties with scruffy beard anda tucker hat. Iris waved; he waved back.“Sorry, I thought you were another Brad,” Irisapologized.“That’s cool. So, you’re bored stiff, eh?”“Yeah.”“So am I. Where are you.