You better count your lucky stars we dont call the cops on you ASSHOLE !!" he yelled to Melvin's face.Melvin fell to the floor, just a few feet away f...om his Dodge truck, with his jean shorts now down to his ankles. Melvin felt a bit of shame but was still trying to get through his breasts encounter with electra. He got into his 1998 dodge truck that smelled of cigarettes and mostly ass. He began to start the engine when he heard a voice from afar. At first he thought maybe its one of then. He keeps them all - hundreds by now. Most of the time the handwriting is my usual pretty cursive, but I always notice when the writing is just a little more shaky. Usually, I also remember why - that I knew while I was copying that I was going to get a particularly well deserved punishment.Writing out a new copy of the rules is never a mechanical operation for me. I can't help but read them while I write, and reading them brings each one into sharp focus, and the writing can only go so fast, so. "Hello, Becca." I've told you not to call me that!" Rebecca fired back. "Are the girls there?" You haven't checked the voice mail on your cell phone." Why would I?" Because I left a message for you on your voice mail nearly three hours ago telling you the girls were here. I tried calling the house early this morning to let you know but you told Paul to hang up on me. I really appreciate that by the way." Fuck off! I will be there in twenty minutes to pick them up." Why?" I told them last night. Roxie smiled and leaned down to kiss the young woman on her bed. They kissed deeply and passionately as Roxie's hand slid down Jennifer's body to her crotch. Jennifer parted her legs and raised her hips in a silent welcome to the roaming hand.Jennifer gasped which then turned into a moan as Roxie's fingers found her opening and slipped inside. Roxie knew just what to do and when to do it to set Jennifer's body on fire with hot burning lust. She raised her hips, humping up at the hand that was.