..Claire Kent, Alias Super-Sister!"April 30, 1948, From the Diary of Claire Kent: If you knew me, you'dthink of me as a pretty normal girl. I'm seven...een years old and I'm ajunior at Smallville High School. I live with my "aunt and uncle,"Martha and Jonathan Kent. My best friend lives next door; her name isLana Lang. She's a cute, sassy redhead, and her father's a famousexplorer. Lana and I spent a lot of time together hanging out at thesoda shop, the library or at each other's houses,. As a child, there was little meat served and when it was served is was never beef. It was mostly chicken and fish. That is a diet that I – a red meat eater by culture and background – have come to love because Ganda cooks to enjoy food, not to diet. Her recipes are all wonderful, whether she uses a family recipe, one out of a book or the internet, or one she makes up as she goes along.We share much of the same love for life without the need for drugs or alcohol. I enjoy a beer with supper on. He flung out the 8 inch cock and looked to see if anyone was watching. He stuffed the penusinto maggies mouth. She sucked him like hed never been sucked before and after a while gave her the milk she deserved for sucking him to his climax. He the nervously udresed and took off maggies pyjames he looked her naked body. There were no boobs and a clean pussy. never penertrated. He flung his cock into her hole and felt her whole body burst. The hole was as small as his finger and it wripped maggie. It was Corbin. She opened wide and invited him inside. He was carrying a brown paper bag. The caramel-skinned, man was still dressed in the same dapper dark green Zoot suit and shiny black Stacy Adams penny loafers. “Come in,” offered the barefoot Lana. “Thank you, ma’am,” Corbin responded with gratitude. “I just need to slip on my shoes and I’ll be ready.” “It’s cool. The bruhs flaked out. When I said it was Dutch treat, they s**ttered like roaches.” “Oh wow,” the five-foot-eleven inch.