Coke next and then finished. He still hadn't looked upat the staring crowd around the table, not until he took his first sip.There it was, over the wh...te rim of his plastic cup, the look that Artfelt he had deserved for a while. The look from Jessica Munroe towardshim. A look that asked "Who the fuck are you and what are you doinghere?!?" Art stared back. Jessica wavered. She turned to her friends,asking acusaitory questions of them. Art didn't let his gaze drop as hesupped his drink. Jessica. Claudia was trying to hang up the phone, but west did not let her and they were both laughing and then west stated to fuck Claudia again while Jamal was on the phone telling her bf what is happing and to slut his girl is, and how she is been fucked while cum was covering her face, Jamal was sitting in my bed when he was on the phone, he give the phone back to west and start touching me, i got up and yelled at him, and i can see Claudia looking at me with embossment while west fucking her. Jamal. " Getting tired of inventing excuses, eh?" she giggled."Yeah," I groaned in mock despair."So, what's this?" she asked, pointing out a particular entrée. I grinned at her. I didn't know what she took in school, but I suddenly had a strong feeling she studied French and was merely testing me. I may not eat French food often—other than when I was in Orleans—but I had someone who not only knew French, but was a decent cook herself."That's Coq au vin with haricot verts and leeks," I said, sounding. At the moment she was wearing it at shoulder length with bangs that fell in front of her eyes. Carolyn and Katherine were the definition of being a twin. Today their hair was pulled back into a fish tale braid that reached to mid back. Isabella locked the door and they all headed to the car. I watched them all place there things in the trunk and slide into the car. They all sat across from me except for Isabella who sat next to me. As we drove away I began telling them that I would take good.