She began shaking her ass in all directions like a paint-mixer, with speed and dexterity that no other girl in the Knight’s Sheath could match. Her ...ail, zooming from side to side, drew Noah’s eye like a cat spotting a laser pointer. With all her shaking and bouncing, his cock was whisking around her asshole like he was hollowing it out to make a jack-o-lantern.This pace couldn’t be maintained for long, and when Bella began to tire, Noah took over. He pulled her back against his chest, his. It's ok. You're going to be ok. We are going to be ok." Stopping, she held up his face towards hers, "I'm not sure how yet – but we will be...got it?" She smiled at him with all the love she had kept in reserve somewhere for her long-lost father.Paul smiled back weakly, "Baby – I don't know either. But I love you more than anything and I haven't been there for you...I... I've missed so much. And you must hate me...You have every right to hate me." He started to hang his head again, pushing. We were bored. Walter was barely conscious,and at 250 lbs. we weren't carrying him anywhere. "Fuck It!" said Buzzy"It's only a two mile walk! Let's march! He's got the keys. Fat bastardwill wake before sunrise, and get home." So as I, again, followed Buzzy,we left Walter to be gently awoken by the long arm of the law. 2006 Omigod Diary! You'll never, ever guess who I saw today. Buzzy!!! Well he goes by something closer to his real name. . I climbed the steps to the Fine Arts Center, a group of five whispering, giggling girls at my heels. Being a music major on campus, I knew all the ins and outs of the massive building. Guessing Martinelli would probably be rehearsing for his faculty recital tomorrow night, I sneaked in the side door that led to Bezanson Hall. I shushed the girls behind me as we entered the building.As I approached the modestly sized recital hall, I heard the sultry tones of a soprano sax. I leaned against the.