" You don't llike the food Kerri? Well that's just too bad. Swallow those potatoes. Do you need something to drink?"I felt myself being lifted off of ...er just as I finished pouring the little carton of milk over her face. She choked and sputtered on the floor. Mr. Hall pulled me away quickly, and I continued to kick at her as he dragged me away.My mother didn't even try to get me out of trouble on this one. I got a week's suspension for it. On the bright side, so did Kerri. I guess she just has. Maybe if Trump grabs Rocket Man by the pussy everything will be okay. BTW Trump you know exactly nothing of pain/loss. Moreover, you’re only proving yourself incompetent if you believe anyone/anyside actually ever wins a war. A great thinker once said something having to do with wisdom and war; one must know when to fight and when not to fight.Again, We question your entire belief system and societal structure. I want to be wrong but I’m not. I only wonder how many deaths it will take for. I felt her grab my balls so she could see but she also kinda played with them in her hand. Her magnificent body was right in front of me and I decided it was time do so some playing of my own. I reached down and began rubbing my hand on her back, fondling her but, and lightly moving my finger over her asshole. She lifted her ass when I touched her hole. It felt so good. Obviously shaven, she was immaculately groomed. The skin felt warm, soft and silky. I was so engrossed in what I was doing. Then my house phone rang, it was my ex wife. “Have you lost your fucking mind? Fucking around with teenaged girls? What the fuck is wrong with you? “ I interrupted. “First off, what the fuck are you talking about, second what the fuck business is it of yours who I fuck around with?” We yelled at each other for about ten minutes. She had a talk with one of the other band moms and apparently it has been going around. She accused me of fucking Lindsey from day one. I denied everything and called.