. except Republicans and Democrats.I must say I find television very educational. The minute somebody turns it on, I go to the library and read a good...book.Life is a whim of several billion cells to be you for a whileI intend to live forever, or die trying.Die, my dear? Why that's the last thing I'll do!When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'.From the moment I picked up your book until I put it. I was hoping he would sit across from me to show him what I did not have on. His closeness was good enough. All through my instruction, his touches were welcomed. I was getting hornier and hornier by being by him and feeling touch me innocently. I could only think of one thing, and it wasn't Carrie's lessons. I wanted him to fuck me.He placed the lessons on my lap, and the clipboard end rested against my mound. When he emphasized a point, he would press on the clipboard, and my pussy would feel. She left the room and I browsed through the pages, it was the normalfeminist garbage that she wrote.Time passed slowly and it wasn't until 7.30am that she returned,apologising as she walked through the door. She saw that I had finishedthe pot of coffee and insisted on making more. She poured me another cup,maybe she was trying to give me caffine poisoning I thought chuckling tomyself. She sat down, no coffee for her she said, only water, she wasgoing through a body detox. I pulled out my. They would have to buy new furnishings but they had money put by for that. Judy spent some time in the kitchen and utility rooms and then went off upstairs where she found Sandy and Al again. They were talking about basketball; Al was a former basket ball player turned coach and had bought this and other properties as an investment. “Like what you see so far Mrs Wells?” Al asked her. “Judy please.” She told him. “Yes I do.” “We do have one more to see.” Sandy cut in. “I want this one.”.