? What the hell was that all about?? Is she insane?? I mean? that bitch!? She didn’t think I was really going to dress up for her, did she?? I mean,...god, she looks like my dream girl, but that’s just insane!? And what the hell is with that Barbie crap?? That’s not even close to my name!? She’s got to be nuts.? I mean, seriously, I can’t work with this crazy girl.? She’s hot, but clearly something’s wrong with her.As per my usual self, the anger and shock at her actions had me dwelling on what. “I’ve tried playing the weak ingenue,” she said with a slight laugh, still speaking to her mirror self. “But when the real me comes out, they run screaming away.”Her hand began moving faster. “I need someone more powerful than me to overpower me and fuck me senseless.” She smiled at herself and added with a smile, “... even if I have to goad them into it and then let them do it.”She was almost there when the phone rang. A loud “Arrrggh!” filled the room. She wanted to ignore the incoming call,. "This particular missile is not intended to hit other countries. It's much too small. We can program in a distance up to a maximum and this unit can avoid obstacles or hug the ground so that it can't be shot down from the air." It travels so fast. What can possibly hit it?" Another missile or a light beam."Artlam gave me a wondering look and I said, "Like that laser I gave you, only many times stronger. Strong enough to be used as a weapon.Again I slept in the truck. We would need to get the. It started with watching porn, then she had signed up for the site (just so she could interact a bit) and now she was messaging some younger, black guys. It's true she has never done anything of the sort before but it has been weeks since her last sexual encounter and she is feeling her urges building."Nice pic" she send innocently enough.She does not really expect a response but she want to get out of her comfort zone and do something she has never done before. Recently divorced and getting to.