The pony snorted, twisting its neck from side to side and, from its back, the two girls smiled.The twin in back had her head forward so that she was c...eek to cheek with her sister. The girls had short, curly, sunstreaked hair, wide set eyes, full, sensual mouths, and freckles scattered across their cheeks. Their eyes were green as the forest. Filtered sunlight dappled them. Carson noticed that the rider behind was clinging to the one in front and that her hands had shifted up so that she was. Hospitals. It’s ironically sadistic, isn’t it? And you told him everything. That asshole is out laughing about you as we speak. They all laugh at you. You’re not even capable of keeping yourself from seeming so pitiful. Oh, woe is me. Pity me! I wanna cry every night, I wanna kill the world! People are disgusting! You… he nodded, using the razor on the back of his hand, …are full of shit. No tears came from her. Ella had heard this so many times she could mouth along. This was his monologue.. No big deal I thought.Fast forward again to sometime in 2010, I see the wife's profile on Myspace but her status is listed as single. I message her out of the blue and just ask if she's really single and she confirms that she is(that's why she went from JR to J(R)D. We eventually end up adding each other on Myspace. Either she doesn't remember me, blocked that out, or is pretending that she doesn't remember me.Fast forward to 2011, she and I have built up a rapport. She informs me that. “Wait,” she whispered. She pulled her vanity chair in front of the mirror and pushed me down in it. “Watch us,” she said turning back to face the mirror. I had a pretty good view just by tilting my head to the side a little as Ginny reached between her legs and found my cowboy. She backed her little bubble butt up against my stomach and started to sink down, guiding me into her from behind. I leaned back a little to give her more room to maneuver.That sight—watching my condom-covered cock.