" What? No, Alex! It's not why I said that. It's way too expensive!" Do you like it?" Yeah, but…" I'm buying it. But you have to wear it on Friday."... got a giant hug from Mei, and then we continued shopping around for me. Unfortunately, I wasn't making it very easy. I just couldn't make up my mind on something I wanted to wear."Try this hat!" A hat?" Yes… Hahaha! Okay, no! Not for you!" Stop teasing me, Mei. Come on! You have to find something I like." Alright, alright! But you are picky, and. I was no longer having to do anything, but knell there, as he held my head, thrusting up from the sofa and down my throat, I was being face-fucked and loving every fucking minute of it.The poppers started to wear off, I pulled back, “give me those fucking poppers, and get on this fucking mattress, I want to get comfortable & totally give myself to you, and I want you to face-fuck me as hard as you can.” Jesus, where the fuck did those words come from?Simon looked shocked, oh I hoped I hadn’t. "No, mom," you say. "People tell me I'm pretty." You take after me," says your mother.She's right. Blond hair, blue eyes, almost model beautiful, but a little hillbilly got into your blood. You've got full lips and freckles that you sometimes manage to hide with makeup. Not the cheekbones of a runway model. More like one of the girls from a dirty movie."Okay," says your mom. "I guess you can stay with Dick in the trailer."Dick, your mom's husband of about three years, is a burly, bearded. ‘No, please, please don’t take my babies away from me!’ she cried out as she chased them to her ex husband’s car. ‘You will never see them ever again, Carol.’ He told her with a cruel smirk on his face. ‘What did I do wrong Brad?’ She asked feeling so helpless and now lost. ‘I warned you not to divorce me Carol and it helps to know people in high places.’ He laughed at her pushing her down to the ground as her children scream for their mother. Carol sat where he pushed her down crying as she.