Although they were not the thicker, tempered steel used in the walls and doors, the display of Ebony's new, brutal strength was terrifying to Jeanne. ...Now Ebony gripped each of Jeanne's legs by her ankles. Her massive hands almost made Jeanne's feet disappear from view. Just like a turkey at Thanksgiving, Ebony pried Jeanne’s legs apart with her arms, until her legs were split wide open. And then Jeanne felt something hot force her legs even further apart. At first, Jeanne's sense told. Indifference is the lack of that emotion. As I once said to a rival, I didn’t hate him because that would require the expenditure of emotional capital which I didn’t feel was worth wasting on him. Or, to put it in terms that Dale Earnhardt, a NASCAR driver uses - it doesn’t matter if the fans cheer or boo, because it means they care. When they’re quiet, it’s time to retire because they no longer care enough to expend any energy.”“What about your dad?”“Up until I was about fifteen, he was simply. “I think that, next, I’ll explore some of the other doors and see if they lead anywhere interesting. Perhaps the blue one.”Before she was half way across the room a strange feeling came over her.‘I feel… fuzzy,’ she decided, for that was the word that best described how she was feeling. It was a nice kind of feeling so she wasn’t overly worried about it, concentrating on the door which, strangely, seemed to be getting farther and farther away with each step rather than closer.‘How very curious.. I could see her arms and her neck, her hair tied up in a bun. She was a little chubby, big boobs, big ass, which made me even hornier. I could see her side boobs every time she raised her hands, and her deep cleavage when she bent down. I used to stare at her all the time, and I think she knew. But that’s all that I could do, just stare. The kid was there, which was the primary reason for me being in their house, but now it was turning into an inconvenience.This went on for a while. I got a.