”One day the first grade teacher was reading the story of Chicken Little to her class. She came to the part where Chicken Little warns the farmer. S...e read “and Chicken Little went up to the farmer and said the sky is falling!” The teacher then asked the class,” and what you think that the farmer said?”One little girl raised her hand and said” I think he said holy shit a talking chicken.”The teacher was unable to teach the next 10 minutes.This one is compliments of PepereA lawyer, who had a. All that really matters is that your body be racked by pleasure at some point in the night (day?), and that you tell me all about it. Specifically, I want to know what’s on your mind as your hand moves towards your moistening pussy, and I want to know about the situation you’ve chosen for your lust, and I want to know the specific details of how an orgasm feels to Mona – what happens in your body, and your cunt, when fantasy and a moving finger take you straight over the edge. If I can’t do it. It’s also about time she received a raise for all the hard work she’s done. I think double her current hourly rate should do. I would like to create a store credit account under the surname James. I can have Emily finalise the account and add a card next time she works. Finally, I need you to put Emily on the phone.”I heard the fumbling sounds of a phone and the background hum of a busy store. About 30 seconds later, I heard Emily’s voice come through the speaker.“Hey Thor,” she purred. Her favourite waiter was working that night and she made sure to flirt at ever possible chance she had. I would notice his eyes wandering up and down her body, lingering on her sexy legs and her very exposed cleavage, knowing he was fighting back getting hard as a rock in the tight pants he was wearing. The only thing I could think about every time he came to our table was how much I wish she would reach out and rub her fingers across the bulge in his pants. I was enjoying watching her tease.