"The last semester had reset the stage and taken its toll. The constant strain proved to be too much, causing the little nit-picking fights about the ...tupidest things to start all over again.Her mother had always told her, "Be sure to pick your fights wisely, too much goodwill is wasted fighting over nothing." Did she heed the life long advice... of course not? Now she wondered, 'Why didn't I listen to her?'Becca had learned one thing about the stunt she pulled when she went out that Friday. . he smiled and allowed the cock,the hot man meat that he now possessed and controlled, to enter hislips. He held it deep, enjoying the control. He let his hands slide downthe length of it, the slickness of his own juices allowing swiftmovement, gliding effortlessly up and down... he could almost feel hisown cock stir as he slid down the thick shaft, holding the tip ofJason's penis between his lips, kissing it, licking the head round andround and then taking command again and allowing the. Soon, I was back in bed. The next night, Ron woke me up again, whisking me through the spot on the wall. Now, I watched Blackie and Mouse [Ron’s live-in GF] digging through the insulation in the attic crawl space. I KNEW he was hiding the gun. Wide awake, I went to the notebook and wrote it all down and about how far I saw Blackie reaching into the insulation. All along, I’d kept this to myself, not knowing if it was real or a figment of my warped mind. Why upset the wife? It was enough it. It’ll just have to be someone else’s, that’s all”.A guy is driving out in the middle of nowhere, very lost. Finally he spots two houses so he goes up to the first house and looks in the door way. He sees an old lady yanking on her boobs and an old man jerking off. He is so freaked out that he goes to the next house and says “What’s up with your neighbours?” and the owner of the house says “Oh that’s the Robinson’s, they’re both deaf. She’s telling him to go milk the cow and he’s telling her to.