Après le règne de terreur de Harvey Weinstein ces dernières années, je crois qu'il est grand temps que quelqu'un d'honnête et intègre, animé un...quement par l'amour de l'art, prenne les choses en main.John éclata de rire devant son ordinateur. Pour la troisième fois aujourd'hui, il se repassait le spot publicitaire qu'il avait fait publier un peu plus tôt dans la semaine, et cette dernière phrase le faisait toujours autant rire. Il soupira de contentement. Il sentait qu'il allait se plaire ici.. A game''yes good little mermaid , fuck her ,show her what we do to white lost mermaid''i was dizzy on the ground getting dicked down good , non stop , it was a sick scene so surrealnaked on the ground used by a son and his dad both big cock stretching me up''ok keep your energy lets get her in the trunk you can ride with her ''i was pulled up in a pickup trunk hands tied his son mounting me before we leftmusic loud driving in the field his boy making me moan and him singing the sun just got up. .. that’s not quite accurate. Actually, it was I who was trying to steal the woman away from him. But that’s rather beside the point. The truth of the matter is, I had hated him. But not as much as I hated dear old Joe, who was now lying there in the living room. But I hadn’t meant to, I swear. And that brings us to numberTwo: If that was the case ... if I was so impulsive as to do something like that, how far gone was I into the maw of madness? I mean, let’s face it: all of this falderal about. Robin thought she would never taste anyone as sweet as Jennifer again. Robin had begged Jennifer to tell her why she tasted so sweet on her tongue but Jennifer would always write it off to natural chemistry. Robin would miss her taste, her face, her body, the whole package. A girl she had looked at as the ultimate bitch turned out to be her deepest love, her best friend, her mentor. Robin cried on Jennifer’s shoulderas she opened the car door. She held her tight. All of Jennifer’s friends were.