I sigh.I flush the toilet, rinse my hands, and cruise back under the covers. I'm a T-shirt sleeper. I love to feel my rounded, smooth butt against the...satiny sheets, even when they're cool from leaving the covers thrown back.Pulling the covers back over me, I pretend I'm five years old and empty my mind. I picture soft little bunnies cuddling up together inside their den.I snuggle back under the comforter and sprawl out searching for sleep.Spreading my legs, I gently rub myself on the sheets. “Next one, don’t you think?” I said, smirking. She blushed again.I loved how susceptible to embarrassment she was, though what she was doing wasn’t worth being ashamed of. Alright, it was an act of service of sorts, but she was pleasing me and herself through it. No different, in many ways, from brushing my hair or fetching me water, and yet imbued with such a special symbolic charge for me, and seemingly for her too, that she couldn’t pretend it wasn’t a form of devotion.She let my foot drop. Mujhko to 4 bje ka intejaar thaa buss.Mai thodaa aaram krne k liye late gayaa aur meri aankh lagg gyiKareeb 3:40 pe meraa fone bjaa aur meri aankh khuliFone chachi ka thaa ki bachhe nikal gye ghr jaldi aaMai fataa fatt uthaa aur kapde pehen k chall diyaaMai seedhaa medical store gayaa aur manforce 100mg ki do goliyaa li ek goli to tabhi khaa li maine dusri purse me rakh liEk diary milk silk bhi le liIsss baar puri tayiyaari se gayaa thaa maiChachi k ghar pahuchaa darwaaja khulaa huaa thaa aur. ”Lori liked the idea that these two teens would think her cool, so she accepted Bryan’s offer and sucked in the illegal substance.Bryan smiled, “See, Tim. She’s cool.” Bryan’s eyes seemed to drift down to Lori’s chest and stay there. Having boobs bigger than most, Lori was used to guys sneaking a peek. But this was outright staring.“You’ve heard people talk about Mrs. Simons. She’s Jason Simons’ mom. You know Jason, right Tim. He’s in our Calc class.”Tim, having overcome his coughing attack,.