” Rosanna felt heat coming off of Anna’s body, which she did not think was normal. Headache or no Headache, Anna could have swooned right there. ...osanna’s hands in her hair gave her a feeling of euphoria, and she thanked the goddess for providing this unique opportunity. As good as this impromptu massage felt, she felt herself growing feverish. Good grief, she really was coming down with something. Hopefully, it would only be a 24-hour bug and she wouldn’t miss any school. The timing of this. We would replace them later when deliveries caught up.Statesboro normally gets little snow, but we got our share this year along with everyone else. Even the college was closed for several days during the worst of the storms. None of our regular employees had to miss work though, thanks to the portals, and the electricity was only out for one night. It didn't bother us, but we did check on Mrs. O'Neill several times during the height of the storms out west. We took her some of our canned food. " You like her a lot, don?t you?" Yes." That?s lovely to hear and I hope you can stay friends with her forever.Now, what other things did you notice about girls?" There are mainly two types of girls at my school, the ones who get introuble and wear shorter skirts and makeup and the rest. The ?trouble?girls are exciting to know, but they like hurting boys with their words,although they also like kissing boys in front of other boys and girls." The rest can be as bad with words, but mostly don?t. The main requirement for my occupation might surprise you. You must have an imagination. And imaginations are like assholes - everybody has one. However, unlike assholes, imaginations can come in various shapes and sizes. For example, my imagination resembles a big, fat cock. Ideas flow down the veiny shaft and gather in the mushroom head before words spurt out the slit one-by-one forming a sexy sentence on a page. So, what do I do with my unusual gift, you ask? Well, I decided to use my dirty.