.. yew wuztawkin? awl loud ?n shit when yew wuz insultin? duh downtrodden eek-uhh-nomic status uv inner city neighborhoods, tawkin? ?bout sum muthafuc...in?thesis yew wrote in college... yeah, college bitch... least yew kin doiz read uhh fuckin? lettuh frum yo? ol? lady... start ovuh... so?s Weekin Awl ketch up?...?Dear, pussy face,? you begin, only slightly less faltering, clearer,better articulated, and decidedly, embarrassingly and consciouslyenunciated.?Dear pussy face. Just wanted to write. I’ll make sure I’m a bit friendlier from now on. I didn’t realise.’ ‘That’s good. But as a friend Dan, what is up with you? You can talk to me about anything you know.’ I considered that. The fact he used my real name rather than calling me Chef was enough of a surprise. The one thing was, he would not want to hear that I had slept with Tess, and she didn’t want me telling him either. Perhaps I’d try the less obvious way of asking for help, because I did need some, my attempts weren’t working.. The boy became brave and his youthful hands lowered her cups slowly, revealing her cleavage, then more cleavage, and in an instant removing enough of the synthetic to expose the very tips of her red, fat cherries. It seemed almost too much for the youth to take, who quickly stiffened and moved backward as if he'd just seen a treasure box filled with so much booty that it almost defied the imagination. She'd tell him straight out, suck it and lathe my tits until I cry for you to stop. Come on,. “Yeah, bullshit,” Phil said. “Jesus Christ. I want no part of this. I’ll leave but he’s not welcome in my apartment from here on out. If he wants to screw around on his wife, let him spring for a seedy hotel like the rest of the lowlifes.”He stalked through into his bedroom, packed a bag and gathered up the flowers he’d purchased for Hailey.“We’ll finish this discussion tomorrow, Katelyn,” Phil stated as he opened the apartment door and left.Phil drove around aimlessly for a while, stopping to.