She slowly traced this scar, by far the most uneven of the ones she had traced to this point. It extended across her lower stomach, at about the same ...evel that the top of a small bikini would cover, and ended just before they started tracing around to the side of her hip. When Annie finished that scar she pulled his hand back up to her stomach and they lay there quietly while she was squeezing his fingers again. Another minute passed before Annie said, ‘They feel obvious, but they look even. See how she’d changed. I neared the door and she was laying on the bed, her leg over the edge and I was rewarded with the sight of a gorgeous leg and her beautiful thigh. She always wore very short skirts so I hoped my luck would be in and, if she was dozing, with that leg over the edge of the bed, I must have a good view.It was a better view than I expected. She wasn’t dozing. She was looking at something and her hand was between her legs and she was massaging herself. I could see now,. Solomon was just as confused. "This is odd, Vinnie." He checked the chart.As long as Vinnie behaved, Vanessa had been allowing him to run the show.Thanks to this, the chart was almost empty of medication beyond themultivitamin capsules he took every day. "Your body seems to be goingthrough a hormonal shift. But without an outside source of the necessaryfemale hormones, I can't think of what might be causing it." Could it be the vitamins?" Vinnie asked."No. You get the same vitamins as the other. Richard’s knob sack smelled cheesy and tasted like dank bile, salt and yeast. Donna slurped Richard’s dong as he pulled her ass cheeks so far apart that her sheriff’s badge became gaping fudge tunnel. When Richard did this, he was hit by a huge warm blast of dank fart. It smelled like something had crawled up Donna’s ass and died. The shock of the fragrance snapped Richard head around. Forgetting Donna and her flatulence, Richard thanked Jesus for his Salvation Army BB flat contrabass.