"The next ride on Adam's rocket?" Allie asked with raised eyebrows."It's a euphemism for sex," Mary said. "You know, ride the bologna pony, hop on the...pogo stick. It means..." I know what it means," Allie said. "It was just impolite to say things like that in front of a guest." Yep," Mary replied. "Figured there was no use to sugar coat things. There is no reason for her to think I'm some sweet Magnolia flower now only to learn the truth later."Even Walt shook his head at this depiction."OK,. They are intended for women goingthrough the change of life. The doses are so low I am surprised theyhave had such a drastic effect on your body. All I can think of that itis because you have not been getting the minimal nutrition in your foodthat your body needs. The vitamins have been filling your body'srequirements."Ellen sadly confessed she had just done did some research concerning hiscondition. She discovered an interesting article and told George thebad news. "There are a few key. “Yes, Sir. I do, Sir.”“You’re no better than that slut, Melissa.”“No, Sir.”Mrs Evans’ mind was screaming with pleasure, he had caned her bottom which always made her close her eyes in expectation. She could feel the heat spread around her nether regions and she could feel her pussy drip onto the floor beneath her. But the suggestion that she was no better than Melissa had her panting with desire. It had been a long time since her husband had been this worked up to even suggest doing it and. " Come on, I'll help clean it up." Lara got up and retrieved the hand vacuum while Ryan collected the bigger pieces and put them back in the bag."Thanks. Sorry." Ryan dumped the bag in the trash and came back to help get the rest of the crumbs."No problem. We all need to toss our chips sometimes."Ryan gave her a dark look as Lara giggled."Look, Ryan." Lara vacuumed up the last of the chip crumbs and put the vacuum back. "It's okay if you like him, you know that, right?" I do like him." You know.