He delayed his breakfast until he saw Sylvia head for the bathroom. He fried the bacon, and then his eggs. He got up from eating them when she came ou... in her robe. “Sit and drink your coffee,” he said pouring her a cup. “I’ll fix your eggs. Sunny side?”“Sunny side. Just one. You’re spoiling me.”He put two slices of bread in the toaster. “I was up first. Celebration isn’t spoiling; habit is spoiling. Anyway, you’ve cooked me more meals in the last month than I’ve cooked you in the last two. If we leave in the next half hour we can make it."It was a very enjoyable day. I'm lucky that I didn't kill us on the drive because I kept taking my eyes off the road and looking over at Kristal sitting next to me. I know it was silly of me. I mean she was there and I knew she was there, but I had to keep looking to confirm that it wasn't a daydream — a figment of my imagination.We spent an hour on the top of the Peak and she bought a couple of souvenir t-shirts at the gift shop. While we were. Some of them I made myself, some are biblical, and some are historical." Amy explains."Well the helmets don't need symbols at all. The plain versions you've made are fine, and as for the chest of the costume, why not this one?" Joshua asks.Joshua points to a symbol. The symbol is the Mayan symbol for manifest."Oh, Mayan symbol. It means to manifest, and it sort of fits our theme." Amy says."Okay, implement it. By the way, shift up the colors. I don't want anyone to confuse us with the power. “I-ah ... I never knew a girl could ... could cum like that. Whoa!” Tempe honestly responded to that extraordinary sight.As the younger girls watching were buzzing about Lynette’s explosive squirting orgasm, I somehow picked up on one girl’s voice. A cute ninth grader softly said, “Oh, thank God! I’m glad I’m not the only girl who fires out juice like that.”Mrs. Bumstead then said to that girl, “Never feel embarrassed by your ability to orgasm like that, Lexica. Some folks may not like it, but.