. Nah, there's no way you'd do that,” I said. “I'll just call the cops. I'm sure everything'll work out fine.”“Wait!” she begged. “Please,...tell me! Do you want money, a job? What?”It was now or never...“Well...” I said smiling, “What I really would like is to.... you know... what every guy wants....”“Tell me?” she said, stepping forward and staring desperately into my eyes.“To fuck you!” I said.“What?!!” she gasped loudly, shocked by my audacity and bluntness. “No way, you little creep! Do you. LoLs. After navigating throughout the Negro part of down we finally got to mr Pizzels house. I opened the door and saw Pizzels sticking his finger in a girl named Mcpaulie's pooper. Mcpaulie is this girl* (*ehhhhhhhh) who is so chubby that her belly enter a room 5-10 meters before her body follows and she has teeth that could stir cement. "What the Fuck!" , I screamed at the couple in love. "But I love her," Mcpaulie replied. I was forced to double tap y 360 no scope the two fuckers and I got. On the way back to Manhattan in the cab, he explained that the woman he'd been talking with was just someone he'd bumped into at the airport. They brought each other up to date on recent events and agreed on what a good thing their father's promotion had been for them.Back at his apartment on East 36th Street, he showed her into a small room with a pullout couch. "I usually use this as a study," he said. "I hope it'll be comfortable for you." Oh, sure, no problem," she said.The doorbell rang.. Tim and I gave her a ride home.”“Yea, we heard you and ... But ... No, Mom. We did not go into the bar. Mrs. Stevens was outside the bar when we pulled up.”“No, Mom. It was just her. She was waiting for a taxi. She wasn’t with any guy.”“Yes, I should have called, but it was late, and I figured you would be in bed.”“Josh has a new video game. Guess we lost track of time.”“No. It’s won’t happen again.”“Yes, I promise.”“Does that mean I can stay?”“Ok! Let me get her.”Lisa let out a small groan..