Say hi!You both like sex.Stranger: HiYou: hiYou: asl?Stranger: F 20You: hi m 26Stranger: OkYou: what you up to?Stranger: NothingYou: what do you want ...o talk about?Stranger: Whatever you want to talk aboutYou: well i'm game for anythingStranger: How long is it?You: 8 inches, how big are they?Stranger: My boobs?You: yesStranger: DYou: hmm niceStranger: u hard?You: getting thereStranger: OkYou: you getting wet?Stranger: YeahYou: you playing with your clit?Stranger: YeahYou: i'd like to do. She sat her cup down and straightened in her chair, working herself up to it. “Remember outside when I said you could do better than Mandy,” she asked. “I remember,” I replied with a nod. “I meant…me,” she said, a fierce blush rising in her cheeks as she looked down at the floor nervously. “Are you serious,” I asked, stunned. She raised her eyes and nodded, still looking embarrassed. “Liv, I have had a crush on you forever,” I exclaimed. “I have had one on you forever. All the girls on the f'ockey team think you're hot." I'm sure they do," I replied."Yeah, they do. I think so, too." Really?" Yeah, really. For a brother, you're pretty hot."We didn't say anything else until we arrived at the pool. We threw down our towels, Brooke took off her t-shirt, and we jumped in the water.The water felt really good. We played around a little, and then got out and walked over to the chairs and sat down."Do you feel you have a good chance to make the team and get a. She was thin, even emaciated. And were age lines already appearing around her eyes? While I had been re-building my life, what had she been doing with hers? ‘You know my father? Did you talk to him?’ ‘Uh huh.’ ‘Wouldn’t take me in even for one night, would he?’ ‘No.’ ‘That son of a bitch.’ ‘I got the impression he’s taken you in many times before.’ ‘He has. But he’s still a son of a bitch.’ After another sip of coffee she went on, ‘Look, I’ll call my friend Angie, or maybe Justin. He’s my ex..