“Slaves don't tell us what they can and can't do!” she shouted. The change in her expression, and tone, was totally unexpected and served to make ...ark and Jill even more shocked. “Now it's two fingers in his butt,” Julia said, straightening back up and crossing her arms over her chest. “If you don't want your whole hand up there, you better get to it!” “I think she means it!” Steve said through fits of laughter. Mark thought she did, too. “I think you better do it,” he said quietly to his wife.. We're just friends, I want you to know that. I've known them for years." Who's using the other ticket? You said you had four." I asked Nancy to go. She loves baseball so I asked her."Damn, I'm so stupid. I could easily sit through a game if I was with Ariel. I didn't want to act too down. We still had a movie to see. "Ariel, I don't hate sports, I'm just not good at playing them. If you ever want to go to another game, I would be glad to go with you. I've never been to a professional sports. It dribbles from Shelly’s lips and tongue. It dribbles down the slippery latex. The face stares blankly. Shelly sits upright upon her leather chair. All is calm, and still, and silent. Her poonanny is still all wide and juicy. Her body stinks. Her head-meat has been spoiled and chemically destroyed. It has been washed of all Shelly’s thoughts and personality. Now she is nought but a fit, soiled, latex-coated mannequin. She sits in her own faeces. Shelly has been processed. Her body and brain. “Hi Kevin.” I hear one of the girl behind me, I look back and it is Becca. “Oh, hi Becca” I say smiling at her. Becca, is a 5’9 red head, she is a bit crazy in a good way. Anyway, she is sitting next to Cassandra, a 5’9b black haired, who likes to flirt a lot. The bus finally, departs for Oxford, I sit back and just relax and also listen in on the conversation in front of me, between Jessica, and Melissa. We get to Oxford and the night went on, we won the football game 18-10. We get back on.