The American's name is Vincent and he is in his late 30's, which is younger than most of my partners but he is a prolific mouth breeder and he comes h...re often. He writes in more of a street dialect which might make it more familiar to American readers. "My third trip to Auvee Island and it's better than ever. No-fucking-where else can you find them so smooth and young and effeminate and with mouths that are softer than any girl I ever fucked. And damn, I can fuck them anytime-- those. She was the spitting image of my Christmas Angel from my dream the night before.She said, “Hello! My name is Christmas Angel can you please help me. My car won’t start.”I looked at her in disbelief then I replied, “Christmas Angel?”She laughed and said, “Yes! Really! I blame my parents for it. I was born at one minute after midnight on Christmas Day twenty-five years ago and of course our last name is Angel. My friends just call me Chris.”I smiled at her and said, “Hi Chris. Please don’t take. "Laura dropped her book bag and with her eyes never leaving the black girls ass, held the left side of the poster. She tried to keep herself and as far away from Monique's panties as possible, she didn't trust that she could control these strange urges plaguing her today.Then the lower corner of the other side of the poster came loose and rolled up."OHH... Could you get the other side too Laura." asked Monique.Laura reached around Monique and held the both sides of the poster against the wall.. And now Shinomori Aoshi make their separate ways to Kyoto, with their own thoughts in their hearts. Passer-by: What's this?Another: Looks like a swordsman, but doesn't he know there's an edict against carrying swords? Best not to get too close to him.(Kenshin walks down the road, ignoring all the attention his sword attracts.)Boy: Wow, a sword!Mother: Shh!Passer-by: A sword, now. That's risky. Better let sleeping dogs lie.(Flashback to two days ago--)Saitou: So you've finally made up your mind.