Bravery = Stupidity = Bravery = Intelligence.At least like the Gump of the Forrest said. ‘The stupid do!’Stupidity on it’s own - is not a virtue... Granny gave you a noodle. Use it. Please.The weakest among us without a doubt - the strongest. Not guaranteed.It happens more often than not - a stupid/weak one gets spit out.Please. Not to worry. They belong here too.Take care of one another. Stop making your deals you orange the lotus. Do something the substance.You fancy the self - the big man. Fresh blood welled from the new holes and ran down her tits. To add to her discomfort, Rita had attached an eight ounce weight to the chain. The weight was covered with short, sharp spikes and when it was dropped the spikes cut into Anns flat belly, right at belly button level, not to mention pulling on her sore, swollen nipples. Walking was made even more difficult by the tight ballet boots with a six inch chain between them.Ann was led further between the teen's spread legs and forced to her. Layla captured many memorable moments with the camcorder.Arriving at home in the late afternoon, Amy was asked by Kathy about her day."Grandma, it was fun. I saw Ben Franklin and Thomas somebody and got to sit in a chair like they did and write with a feather and saw John somebody who signed the declaration in big letters so the naughty British could read it and we had ice cream and rode in a carriage and ate a messy cheesesteak and I wanted to ring the bell but it was cracked. I didn't do it;. “I’m Tony,” I said, “and I saw you in the play last week, and you’re the prettiest tomato I’ve ever seen!” I felt her hand warm in mine, and saw the long red nails, which matched the color of her dress.She gasped a little, then noticed my sign. She said, “Did you make that sign? Do you know what a tomato is?”I replied, “Yes ma’am, my parents explained it to me after the play. And you sure are pretty!” I knew I was blushing by that time. Her breasts seemed even bigger than the girls I’d seen.