Have you two decided what kind of studs that you want to get as your first pair?”“I want diamonds,” said Cile.“I want emeralds,” countered K...tie.Rockie laughed and asked, “How much do each of you have to spend?”“We each brought fifty dollars, but we are bujjeting ten of that for lunch,” Katie said.“Do you mean ‘budgeting’?” Rockie said, suppressing a giggle.“Yeah, budgeting. So, we have forty dollars each to buy studs for each other. I am going to give Cile hers for Christmas and she is going. I think you can figure she passed the third grade with flying colors!The Janitor:When my sister was in seventh grade she was known amongst the boys at school as Head. My sister started giving blowjobs to any boy who would ask. Kendall had grow small but noticeable boobs and had grown to 5 feet tall and weighed 90lbs. One day she was in the boy’s bathroom giving a fellow classmate a blowjob in a stall. She was bobbing her head on his cock when he grabbed her head and held her while her deep. I couldn’t be sure if the disclosure was confessional or embroidery either, since Han was an unreliable truth teller. It was still early in our relationship and my tendency still leaned toward believing her, even though the story seemed tailored for my titillation. She was pretty insatiable, so the truth could go either way. Separating fact from fancy was always part of the mystery with Han. She once mentioned to me after a movie, “That was so unrealistic! Something like could never happen,. I awoke this morning and blurted out the word “telepathy.” Why me? Why did I have to think about it? My thoughts are warped and in a strange way I’m enjoying it. Maybe I’m pregnant, I don’t have any clues.Stick with telepathy. This is all flowing through me such that I am unsure of my whereabouts or my identity. It’s not getting scary. It’s getting painful that I am thinking this way. My head hurts. I don’t want to go outside anymore. I’m worried that I might not be getting enough sleep- that I.