I would be vacuuming up those damned things until the Fourth of July.But looking at Carrie's face as she watched the flickering lights made it even mo...e worth it."Does Mark sleep soundly?" Carrie wondered when we got into the bedroom."Usually," I answered. "He gets an occasional nightmare and thunderstorms scare the crap out of him but other than that once he's down he's out." So he's not likely to come in here during the night?" she asked as she took off what was left of her clothing.I shook. ” “A few more times,” he confirmed. She looked into his eyes and humped her hips on him very hard. “That’s done it!” he groaned. “Me, too,” she whimpered. “We’re coming together.” “Yes,” he said as the burning in his thighs became an uncontrollable urge to thrust as deeply inside her as he could. He raised his hips and gasped as he released his essence into her.” “Oh, yes!” she cried out. “Can I?…I’m going to, anyway. Oh, fuck! Can I say that?” He couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes, Elizabeth. Yes,. No?" They rebel. Against their parents, teachers, whatever. They're rebellious. B's a great leader. She's lead you guys out of who knows how many jams, and she always comes out on top, bringing you ungrateful jerks with her. She never lets anything happen to any of you. Sure, Xander lost an eye. But that's the first time anything bad has ever really happened to any of you before under her watch. Sure, you went evil, but that's on you, not her. Now that there's a million other little girls. I finally got her to tell after me after assuring her that there wasn't anything she couldn't tell me and we've shared everything good and bad and we're not changing that now."My foot", then silence because she remembered I'm a mind-reader."Your foot what?"(Well, what else would you ask?)Almost in tears, she shows me the top of her right foot. I saw nothing initially."it's pretty", I said as I began caressing the arch."CAN'T YOU SEE THAT?!", at the top of her lungs.That was clearly skipping.