The rest of the class passed without incident. I was glad I was paying attention. We were reading Les Miserables by Victor Hugo. It's a classic. It's ... wonderful story. It's also, however, extremely difficult to read.Did Hugo even know that there could be more than one sentence per page? It was easy to get lost in the barrage of words. I often had to read and reread sections of text to realize exactly what was being described.I don't even want to think about how lost I'd be if I skipped the. "What about me?" asked Jennifer, with an equally desperate look on her face."You don't turn eighteen for a couple of weeks. Josh and I will have to review your qualifications at that time." Why not me?" complained Stephanie.Beth sighed. "You just don't get it, do you? This is about what Josh wants." But what do you want?" I want whatever Josh wants," stated Beth coolly. "If Josh doesn't want you, then I don't want you either."Stephanie was looking desperate. She turned to me. "Josh ... please. He turned around and plopped down onto the chair, spreading his legs and allowing his cock to flop fully down. I was on my knees about 2ft from his cock, he said "come here and get a whiff this, bitch". Panic set in, I didn't want this, I tried to restrain but he was too strong and pulled me towards him. I pleaded and begged "please, no, don't do this I will pay you the money please" he laughed louder and louder as I begged "keep begging bitch, it's just gonna taste all the sweeter". I was now. Natalie is an extremely beautiful twenty-four-year-old divorcee with a five-year-old daughter. It would sure be nice to have her as a club slut: if it would be permissible, being she does not have a husband that can be approached about joining and her daughter is far too young to even be considered for another ten years.”“According to Kaylee, Natalie does not talk about her ex, only that he is not in their life anymore, and does not even visit his young daughter or pay child support. It is.