"Melanie, honey," he said huskily, sitting down beside her, "You've gone and blossomed into a young woman without my even noticing! Shit, honey, I mus... have been blind."His burning green eyes raked over her trembling, translucent flesh, and he gently reached out and brushed his fingers over one of her pillowy bosoms, drawing it down and plucking at the ripe red nipple."J-Jarvis," Melanie whispered feebly, "D-Do you think we should?" I don't know," he replied hoarsely, looking at her, "Do you. His hands grabbed my hips, uncaring for my needs. He pummeled me; I moaned. He drilled me; I groaned. He plowed into me; I screamed in ecstasy.He slammed into me one last time. His muscle spasmed inside me. He moved his hands from my hips to the bed, one at a time as though he thought he might lose his balance. His breathing was heavy, laden with fulfilled lust. His sweat, or maybe his saliva, drooled onto my exhausted back.“Merry Christmas,” he chuckled.“Merry Christmas.”“You know,. Both girls had immediately hit it off, feeling oddly comfortable together and after Hadley filled out the lease paperwork and given the deposit, they had stayed in touch through email and messaging. Walking up to the main entrance, she located the buzzer and called up to her new roommate. “Hello?” “Hi, Caitlin. It’s Hadley, I just got here. Mind letting me up so I can get the keys?” The buzzer sounded, Hadley let herself in through the doors and took the stairs up to the third floor. A. .. "So I need a mixing barrel I'm thinking heavy plastic trash can. Maybe even on wheels" Yeah long as it has never been used and as long as you keep it clean. How much do you plan to cook?" he asked."I really plan to write the book for the home cook. Probably set all the recipes for ten gallons of finished product max." I said."Well then your home cook will need to mash in about fifty gallons in total. That's a lot for a garage size still." Okay, so let me thing backwards, What is a good size.