He must be the patient type though to hang around wile you sit at a computer. I would have dragged you off by the hair and power fucked you the moment...I saw you switch the dammed thing on. It's good to know that my slave has her priorities right, thinking of her master's pleasure before tending to her cunt. Excellent report whore and a job well done. I bet the hospital don't realise what a little gold mine they have in you.Any way must rush I have to write to my daughter Sharon. She's growing. She slowly sank to the floor of her dim lit room; one hand still on the knob. Sob after sob escaped past the hand she pressed over her mouth. Even now, at the rock bottom of her humiliation, Emma couldn't risk letting her family know how she felt. This had been the worst day of her life.It took several long minutes and a deep breathing exercise before Emma was about to stand and walk to her desk by the window. The last light of the setting sun was just visible above the suburban tree tops. Emma. I then accentuated mybrows by combing them and applying a matte eyeshadow. I used liquideyeliner and drew a thin line over my lashes. I started from the innercorner towards my outer eye which gave me cat - like eyes. Meow I purredas I looked upon my reflection.To add color to my cheeks I added a bright pink blush knowing that sincethis was a nighttime look that this would do the trick. To add eleganceand glamour to my outfit and myself I applied an alarming bright redlipstick I wanted to. Tony and Paul could move the ball and did, but time after time they were stopped by fumbles, by a blitz taking down the ball carrier in the backfield or by something.Finally, midway in the fourth quarter, Tony's team punted and the opponents had the ball on their own 25-yard line. As it happened, it was at the end of the field where the Kramers and Christians — and Little Bit — were sitting. On their first play from scrimmage, the quarterback passed in the flat to his running back, but the pass.