He must be a slut and a wannabe woman to lovecock in his ass. His raging hard on confirmed that he loved it,everyone knew now, so he saw no reason to ...eny it."Yes," was his entire reply, spoken so meekly that Chloe couldn't hereit over the washer machines noise. Josh heard it though and knew thatif he kept up, the boy in front of him would be forever changed."Be sure to hold your head up, so Miller can see you face, okay slut?"As he said this Josh pulled James' panties aside again and. His body, on the other hand, was… average. Not buff, nor overweight. Still, by far his best features were his eyes and hair. His eyes were a much brighter blue as a child, but even the lighter blue they settled on today was very noticeable. It was a near certainty that any girl he dated would eventually comment on how they loved his eyes. Couple that with his light blonde hair, neatly cut into a short Ivy League style and framed with a pair of wire rimmed glasses, and Mike felt pretty. I can play every song Elvis knows and hundreds more. In fact, I can sound almost exactly like him if I want to, but I don't do that often," I said."I can't even imagine why you don't," he said."Hell, it's easy. I don't care that much for Elvis. That's why I don't imitate him much. Besides, I can actually play my guitar," I said."If you can sing and play as well as you're telling me, you should inform the honorable Jotalta Caldonton at once. Perhaps you should even give him a sample," Charlie. He could hear her breathing softly and steadily on the far side of the bed. He lay motionless, thinking about the day's events, thinking about the tiny room, thinking about why Julie had applied perfume now, and listening for her breathing patterns that would indicate she was asleep as well. The aroma of Julie's perfume was almost intoxicating. It said to Bob, "I am Lolita, come be with me."He encountered the first real problem of the night when Dusty turned over in her sleep and bumped into.