Now, answer me, or I’m calling security.’ ‘And tell them what, exactly? That an unarmed Goth chick half your size carrying a huge bag with all o... her earthly possessions, placing her at a severe disadvantage when it comes to fleeing, entered the building when you left, and wandered into your open office and cowered in the corner?’ Dawson sighed, and lowered his guard. ‘What’s your name?’ ‘Lavannia.’ ‘Something tells me you didn’t come in here looking for a lost sock, Lavannia.’ ‘Do you have. Her face was really cute.After that, I went at the turn of the road and waited for them to move so that I could follow them. But to my surprise, they came towards my direction and were heading to a share auto. I guessed that they were heading towards my home since there was a mosque near mine and got into the auto (in the front seat )a little ahead of them. And yes they lived two streets next to mine.Throughout the journey, I was staring at them through the side mirror and managed not to get. Then Carrie says "Lets find some guys right here and we can do this, Bill can watch the both of us get laid. What do you think Bill?" They start pointing out guys walking around the pool. Then three black guys walk out. They are young and built and black as night. "Those are the guys-I have always wanted to try a black guy! Come on Susan, Bill lets go get those guys." Carrie said as she jumped up and ran over to where the guys were. I was a little unsure about black guys but next thing I know. .Straightboy was such a guy. We've known each other for a long time (notgoing to say why or how, just that we have). I'm not going to talk aboutall my failed attempts at getting into his pants, since they didn't work,and instead I'll skip straight to success.It was a few hours after midnight on a Saturday or Sunday morning, and bothof us had been drinking a ton, as college boys tend to do. I stopped andhad sobered up, but Straightboy had kept drinking the whole night. Hewasn't trashed, but he.
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