The one thing, that most of the truly thinking people realized, was that though Brandon preached, ending the boredom, or dying a quick death. He had n...ver taken the opportunity to do so himself. In fact, for a man who had done so much to encourage suicide, he was amazingly lacking when it came to having the courage to do it himself. For a man who preached pain as a way of affirming that one was still alive, he was always the one dishing out the pain, and never the one who received it.After a. It is an impressive feat to haul a red wagon full of short bread cookies up an eight step concrete stoop, then up three stories of stairs, and remain capable of a cheerful smile. I felt she deserved something for it, even if she weren't five naked women with beer and pork rinds.She was cute. Young cute. You know, the sort of cute you would accuse any fourteen-year-old of being, provided that she was in fact cute. She was not the kind of cute that anyone who knew what I did for fun on the. She stepped in her skirt and bra, winching as she cupped her tits. The garter belt and stockings were spotted with cum streaks. Terrell did not even give her a towel to clean up. She was smirking at me as she covered her body. The blouse was buttoned to where the black bra just showed. She smiled and said "I see you enjoyed watching me get royally screwed. Don't cum until you can fuck me with my pussy full of fresh cum, OK?" "Sure, babe" I answered. "I have only had your pussy with fresh cum. The feeling between my legs intensified greatly. "That is called your clitoris or clit for short and touching it makes you feel amazing," Okay," I nodded and began rubbing my clit. I rubbed gently, but quickly. I remember being so wet at the time."Good, now watch this," Cathy put one finger inside her pussy and began moving it in and out. "This is called fingering yourself. You just put your finger inside your vagina. Start off with one, then as you start getting wet, you can put in more,"I.