“I’m Ricky, I’m Ricky,” said a short chubby retard dressed in a blue shirt and blue shorts. If it were not for his brown curly hair he would l...ok like a slack jawed blueberry.“You can call me Vick,” said a tall retard wearing an orange “who farted” t-shirt and red shorts. He wiggled his eyebrows at Lara when he said his name, which made Lara giggle and blush.“I’m, Hector,” said a Mexican retard with a smile and a vigorous handshake. He wore “Aquatic World” t-shirt and black shorts.“They call me. It’s fucking awful! Seven hundred bucks! That’s right! Seven hundred freaking bucks!” She paced back and forth while she listened to whatever he was saying. “Fuck you, Phil. You’re in an air conditioned office! I can’t do this anymore! No, we cannot put it off! How? How am I going to get some kind of a fucking deal? You’re a great help! No, fuck you!” She threw the phone onto the bed. And she screamed, “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” Bob’s face appeared in the doorway. The tears were falling down her. . I know your type. You like 'em dumb, and easy. Maryanne is perfect for that." Leah grabbed her beer from Ralph and walked back to the pool tables laughing. She heard Maryanne start to protest, and get upset that her honor wasn't defended by the guy she had just met. Leah was racking up the balls for the next game, and looked over to see Maryanne yelling at Travis, and stomp off. She walked by Leah and called her a "Trampy, jealous bitch" before walking out the back door of the. The look he gave me when he saw me walking towards his car was enough for my little fountain to start dripping. Getting into his car, I gave him a peck and asked, "You like?" Mmm, I love" he replied, kissing me back. "No bra aye?"I lifted up my dress enough to show that I wasn't wearing any panties either. Yet again, his expression set me off and my little fountain started to pour.By the time he pulled up in his drive way, my wetness was starting to get the best of me. In a swift move he leant.