Mostly because he never attended. His friends usually gathered at some point off campus to smoke weed and chill. Today was special. As they sat around...the abandoned house that they frequented, Thomas lit a blunt and smiled. His oldest friend, Joey, was sitting to his right. Wesley, Ethan, and Gary were across from them. Chad sat to the left. As they passed the blunt, Thomas decided that it was time to reveal his plan. Joey had a little sister who was fourteen. Her name was Haley. She had long. He couldn't helpbut wonder whose outfit he was trying on. He never seen any of the girlson the tennis team wear a pink polo-shirt but then again he only seen theteam every once and a while. He pulled it over his head and fixed itaround his bodice and abdomen. It was certainly very figure hugging as hisfalse breasts really showed their size. The puffed up t-shirt lengthsleeves really hugged his arms snugly and he loved the feeling.He then stepped into the soft pair of cotton tube socks and he. She turned to face PC-1 and, grabbing the hem of her tight tee-shirt, whipped it over her head jostling her full blond hair. Her bra held the generous breasts but they still bounced and settled as the tee shirt set them partially free. PC-1 managed to gain enough focus to try his next shot but missed. Tiffany made her next two, then missed the third. PC-1 reached for the buttons of his shirt but Tiffany placed her hands on his to stop him. She rubbed his crotch and unbuckled his belt. She. O'Donnell liked the gun. He and the Glock were like brothers. With no safety, and a rock solid performance record, it was no frills. Always ready to go.The Porsche's worn, but solid tires screeched in protest as they were expertly pushed to their limit through the tight curve. The rear end nearly slid out of control before Liv counteracted the slide, using a skilled combination of braking and counter steering. She didn't dare look at the speedometer. She concentrated on not slamming through the.