Now tell me. What has been going on between you two? And don’t lie to me, because I’ll be able to tell. Well?Amy: I don’t want to talk about th...s right now, ok? You’re really making me feel uncomfortable. And you shouldn’t kiss me like that again either. That’s not normal.Elena: Don’t be silly, that was just a peck! Besides, you French-kissed you, Dad. That was not normal!Amy: Oh, Elena, stop saying that!Elena: Ok, ok. Sorry. (I guess I’ll let it go for now.) However. Why did you say it’s not. "You are so going to die, slut."The Flying Dutchman fell back to about 35 feet behind Koke's car.Koke saw this and let loose a scream of triumph."Ha!! Your boyfriend has given up. Now he can watch you die." Koke heaved Tiffany out of the car.I screamed.I was going to die.There was no doubt about that in my mind.None.The only question I had was how much pain would I feel between when I hit the road and when I died?I flew helplessly to my painful and certain death.A really hard blast of wind blew. He's a whore anyways. We'll see... I may just keep him, for a little longer than that, fix him up with a steady black man, put him on hormones, there are a lot of possibilities, and she is a gorgeous little bitch! So many whites.... so little time!!! Anyway, I am NOT looking for new ...sluts at this time. It generally doesn't take me long to make new faggots out of white boys, and I am very picky!!! So please do NOT bombard my inbox with messages telling me how you want to be my white fuck. Giovanni, the bar owner had asked us to not smoke weed in front of the bar and parking lot, so we would usually walk around to the side or back where the employees parked. I headed that way, thinking I might get in a hit or two before it was gone. As I turned the corner, I saw two girls on the side of the building looking around the corner towards the rear. They were giggling and when they saw me they straightened up and hurried back around to the front. I was curious as to what they were.