The plan was a simple one to string up 7 clotheslines facing the wind knowing that if she was near that she might hear the cries of the clothespins. N...w that the 7 lines were up I just had to wait and hope the wind would do it's job and carry the cries of the clothespins. This quest started years ago when I first put a clothespin on my penis. And today was going to be the day that I'd finally meet my fantasy girl. With the 7,000 clothespins up on the lines the wind was howling. Now I just. I brushed my teeth and slid into bed. Again Debbie spent an unusual amount of time in the bathroom. I pretended to be asleep when she pulled back the covers on her side and climbed in. I was on my side, facing the other way."Kevin, we have to talk," she whispered as she gently shook my arm.I rolled over and looked at her for a minute. I waited for her to say something, but she didn't."So talk, Debbie. Otherwise, I'll go back to sleep." I want you to know I really love you, Kevin," she sobbed.. Randall.”Sondra’s red hair reaches her shoulders and comes to rest at the top of her perky breasts. There is a trickle of ice cream dripping from her right nipple and down her smooth alabaster skin. Sondra spreads the ice cream from the cone she is holding just below her breasts and down to the deepest innie I have ever seen. The only piece of clothing she has on is a black lace thong.Not waiting for a reply, Sondra smiles and pushes me inside. Closing and locking the door behind her, Sondra. Now ever since she developed a crush on the blonde boy, Pyrrha like all teenage girls daydream about her wedding, but for some reason Jaune was wearing the dress, and this wasn't the first time something like that happened. Ever since Jaune showed up in a dress at the Beacon dance, Pyrrha was having dreams about Jaune wearing girls' clothing, like one time she dreamt about fighting in the Vytal festival and Jaune was cheering her on while wearing a skimpy girl's cheerleader uniform. There was.