Run-down Los Angeles.”“Los Angeles is run down, or what?” Josh asked, “A very nice city I thought it is.”“Most of it is pretty run down,�... Jill said, “Some of it is nice, but it’s ... so hot and dry there. I’d rather be in New York, frankly.”“We couldn’t park our car in New York, though,” George pointed out.“True. I do like Silver Penthouse,” Jill admitted.“I’m so hungry,” George changed the subject.“You’re always hungry,” Jill said as the train pulled up into the station, “By the way, what kind. Could you do that? Of course,” Kris added, “we’re paying for the structure, furnishings, and so forth.”“We own a large piece of land directly across the street from the college’s main building,” Arnn replied. “You can have it.”“Neat!” Kris exclaimed. “How soon could it be available?” she asked. “You see, PHA Construction will be doing the work. They could have a very large crew on site tomorrow morning to start excavating.”“You can have it this afternoon.”“Great! The crew will start work. I gave myself a good examination; my rectum was still slack but returning to normal, makes it very easy to have a shit, just sit down and whoosh, you’re empty. My vagina was very sore but seemed to be back to normal but my pussy lips were still swollen and looked bruised and there were definite finger bruises on my breasts which were still tender, especially the nipples. As I sat there voiding waste and semen I decided that I had to write all this down, I will never forget our Valentines Day. “Hmmmm, that’s good. Like a juicy french fry. Could I have one more bite?”I gave it to her and she ate it licking her lips.Everyone had watched us. I pulled back and we went on eating our own food.“Do I taste Chili Peppers in the chicken sauce?” I asked.“Yes, only one though. I didn’t want to burn the lips and throats of all the singers in the GSS.”The dinner went well, and we sang for a while until bedtime. I walked Isabel to her door; “You are going back to school in the morning, aren’t.