"Not a chance, buster!" she smiled, unconsciously clasping her schoolbag tighter, something that you took careful note of concluding that, maybe, she ...ad the diary with her today then."Fancy bunking off French today, honey? Have a little fun instead?" you enquired slyly.The little nymphomaniac grinned and you knew that she'd take the bait, she simply couldn't help herself. "That would be nice - French is so boring. Bike sheds as usual?" Naw, it looks like rain. Second floor girls toilets'll be. Or let charcoal turn gray.2) GENTLY mix buffalo meat with Asian sauce and pepper and make into four patties. Brush with oil and set aside.3) Rinse your spinach and leave a little water on the leaves. On the grill, melt butter in a sautee pan and toss in garlic- let cook until fragrant. Throw in spinach and sautee until just tender- 1-2 minutes. Remove from pan and place in bowl.4) Start sucking Hank’s dick (oh yeah- missed that ingredient, didn’t I?)- will need cream later so get him. One such, is Amber…She’s 22, great figure, long sexy legs, and platinum blonde hair. Her navy blue jumpsuit uniform is unzipped, the temperature way too hot for long sleeves. Underneath, she’s wearing a hot pink thong and matching bra. She walks up to the door and knocks on it. ‘Who is it?’ I ask. ‘It’s Amber with CBI, I have a package for you,’ her voice singing through the door. I unlock the door, opening it. ‘Hi there’. ‘Hi, I have a delivery for a…..’ she looks at the scanner, ‘Mr. Fox?’. My hands begin to travel down the length of her back and finally come to rest on the bubble butt she was hiding beneath her skirt. As our tongues continue to slither between each other’s parted lips I sense the urgency we both share. As we break from the kiss I just stare at her and wonder what comes next. “What exactly do you have in mind?” I ask her. “Well there is one stipulation Mike,” she says as she pulls my shirt over my head and begins to rub my chest. “Since I’m married, I won’t.