He went to his room to get his bag of goodies. He took his sweet time about it; he wanted her to stew for a few minutes.When Bob entered her room, he ...urned to the door and locked it. Putting the bag down on the bed, he began to inspect her. She was wearing a set of pajamas because it was still early in the day and she had not gotten dressed yet. Coming up behind her, he used his hands to start mauling her breasts. He began massaging them, not really being gentle, but not very rough either.. ) It took a week or before I completely absorbed the idea that Barbie wasn’t ever going to look like me or Rachel or my mom or anybody I ever knew. My attitude toward her changed. Rachel (my sister) and I regularly tortured and defiled Barbie, pulling off her legs and arms, and burning her breasts with wooden matches. We cut her long legs down so she would move the way that Rachel and I did. It wasn’t very long after that that I began to form some ideas about sex. Like any k**s, Rachel and I. #That night, Flora had her first dream of Julian. She was entering the throne room, expecting to see her father on the ornate chair. Instead, Julian sat there, shirtless.He didn’t say anything but she felt a summons. And as she walked to the throne, he climbed down to meet her.Their lips fit against one another like a tongue in a groove. He dragged the bodice of her gown down, not quite revealing her breasts."My prince," she gasped, as his mouth nipped at her collarbone."Your King," he. The dark haired man listening to the music pulled out a soda from the cooler, and opened it up. He then causally took a drink. He then put the soda in a little cup holder on the chair, and opened up the guitar case and pulled out the guitar inside, putting it on his lap. ‘Hey, let’s get some real tunes of our own going. Break out that radio of yours, and get some rap going here.’ Sammy told his hommies. One of his hommies pulled out the boom box he had been carrying, and started fiddling with.