Dream girl can hiss and scratch at me all she wants, cause she is B-E-A-U-tiful. Not pretty, like the girls who are pressed up against me right now, b...t beautiful. Her hair is long and straight, and is the color of the ripe hay I have to help my uncle harvest during the fall. I got a glimpse of chocolate brown eyes and plump red lips before her head dropped down to examine the damage my big feet caused. My eyes follow, much slower, when she looks down. Though her breasts are small – at least. The two women didn't like living alone so they sold their homes and their husbands business and moved in with my wife's mom and dad. Anne had never had any children of her own and had always treated Beth's son Bryce as if he were her son too. When the two grand ladies were in their mid fifties they began to exhibit symptoms of either Alzheimer's or Dementia and realizing this transferred all of their considerable wealth over to Bryce.Some days the two older women seemed quite with it and other. Give me an hour and meet me back here darling... are you sure?" I'm sure... see you in and hour and Carol... have fun."She got up and left me with a definite twinkle in her eye. I went to my next class and afterward hurried back to the coffee shop. Carol sat there waiting, she seemed to be glowing... I wonder why? (not really). I joined her and said,"Well? Anything interesting happen?" Uh-Huh..." Ok you fucking tease... what?" I went to his building and dropped by his office just to say hello.". Someone looming."Wadda think?" A voice said. Larisa jumped around and saw them. Two rather large men, one with his pants off, the other with his hands covered in blood. "We was hoping she had a roommate", the bloody one said. They both smiled. Larisa couldn't even move. She felt faint. She was shaking. She was terrified. This was it. The bloody man suddenly jolted his hand out and grabbed the young actress. It woke her from the trance and she began screaming and squirming as best she could. The.