First of all, may I call you Jeanette?” Gavin Moore of Goth Lovers’ Magazine began the interview with Jen.“Call me Jen, please. Everyone around ...ere calls me Jen,” Jeanette explained to Gavin, who nodded as he took in the reality of the household that he visited now.“Alright, Jen. Please call me Gavin. Now, Jen, just to be clear, you are a full-on, self-declared Goth, am I right?” Gavin continued his queries while trying to avert his eyes from Jen’s bare, bald pussy.“Yes, I am. Any other .... He looked at her pharmacy, realizing she’d done really well for herself. Somehow he’d known she would, but he was even more impressed with her: Beverly was a raving beauty with as much brains as loveliness. He was so thankful that she seemed happy to see him again. Beverly came out wrapping the belt of her leather jacket around her trim frame and laced her fingers around his again. ‘I’m ready to have that drink with Debbie’s kid brother.’ Even she had to smile at the sound of it. So did he. . She was wearing her tightest pair of shorts and a t shirt. I kissed her cheek and said well. She smiled and said well what. Well did he come over I asked. She was having a big time teasing me. Did who come over honey she asked. I said Keith , did Keith come over it rained today. She said Oh yeah Keith did come by today. And I said. And what she asked as she kept stirring the pot on the stove. I said did he fuck you ? Yes is all she said. Did he cum in your pussy I was nearly pleading. She said. Fortunately, there hadn't been much of that recently. For a couple of months, Jenny had looked forward to a break in her schedule, and it was only a few days off, now. For a few days, she could go back to Spearfish Lake, lay around her parent's cottage, maybe volunteer at the day-care center, and generally be Jennifer Evachevski instead of Jenny Easton for a while. A week or two of that could carry her for months.He'd get a break, too; he could slide up to the bay area, and be himself for a.