He chose the former figuring that he needed to know where he stood before searching for other options.The next few hours passed quickly. His holdings ...ere doing well. The towing companies were bringing in abandoned cars that could be salvaged for parts until the supply line was fully restored. The parts houses were acting as a conduit for parts between the salvage operations and his repair shops. The repair shops were trading parts for phone minutes. Since he owned a piece of each company, he. A black dick.The fat white pig moved his greasy hand down to his hairy disappointing nether region. “Put your mouth on Trevor’s hog hoe”, the chubby sissy demanded. Trixie almost punched his tiny peanut size white balls at his disrespect.“I do….want to suck on your uh - hog,” the diminutive wite girl said rolling her eyes at the word “hog”. This fat fuck of a filthy dicked white boy is about 10 inches away from a “hog”, she thought.Against all her white slut instincts the agent looked up and. “I take it that you just woke up and realized that you’re here for good.”Heather smiled at me and nodded.“I’m happy, but right now the feeling that is in the forefront of my awareness is relief,” she whispered. “While becoming your friend ... and vice-versa ... and becoming part of the Go5 made for a happier existence, my living situation was always dragging on that happiness. We might have moved at any time. Some other shit might have happened. I am greatly relieved that my happiness is .... My favorite part ofthe day!! Every afternoon from noon until two I watched shows like 'DogWith a Blog', 'Girl Meets World', and 'Wizards of Waverly Place' in theliving room wrapped up in my 'Frozen' blanket. The girls are so cuteit makes me ache in my panties with jealousy. I write in my journalwith a pink pen about how bad I wish I could be Selena Gomez and bepretty and have boys pay attention to me. I write and tell Daddy howbad I want my hair to look just like hers. I write about how.