“There are rumors, you know ... like about Felicity Chumley?”“Of course there are rumors about Felicity Chumley,” said Liz. “Her husband is ...ighty-something and she just had a baby!”“Well, I think I know who might have done that,” whispered Miranda. “I think it’s somebody I know ... and that you know too!” She sounded excited.“Who!?” gasped Liz. She was just as addicted to gossip as anybody else.“Remember in school, that dreamy Bobby guy? He sort of kept to himself a lot ... had all those. Probably only alive because a crumpled pizza box was holding his face out of the actual pool of half-digested food and booze.He’d probably pulled the box of pizza out of a dumpster.I couldn’t take it anymore. Without thinking it through, I stripped him, emptied his pockets and all of his little stashes, then dumped his assortment of drugs in the floor drain, washing it down with his booze. I dragged his sorry ass into the bathroom and handcuffed him to a cast iron pipe. The only thing he had on. "I'm still Miss, I'd love something similar to what he did right now with Jorge, but here on the carpet with me lying down." I sighed with a smile, tired as I was, I slowly got up from the chair feeling the member leave me no longer so stiff Jorge, then slowly walk until you're practically standing on Jaime.He was standing on his body with one foot on each side of his hips, some distance below me, his sex vibrated in anticipation of great sensations, he looked shiny because he had smeared. And how Tina'd suggested I help too."I should help," I said to Tina.She nodded and let go of my hand.I took a deep breath and walked over to Mr. Delgado."Can I help?"Mr. Delgado paused and looked at me. "Thanks, but it's under control." Oh, uhh..." I looked around. Tina's brothers were still carrying supplies out from the house. I turned back to Mr. Delgado. "That may be true, but I think I should do more than just sit around with Tina. Is there anything I can do?"Mr. Delgado stared at me for a.