Eight... that’s a different one every day and two on Sundays... he laughed to himself. His young mind started to think of other women he could snare...in his web... teachers... there were a few he wouldn’t mind fucking... friends of his mums... his aunt... women that he will see in church today... his mind was a blur of possibilities...********** Alice’s mind was yet again not on spiritual matters. Her son was not sitting next to her and had chosen to go up into the mezzanine floor and sit during. "I was... Jesus, I know this looks bad but I wasn't... I mean I didn't intend to," I stuttered, trying to distance myself from her but finding my feet not cooperating by moving."No, what are you doing? Why are you pulling out of me?" Catherine said, now awake and brushing her matted hair from her eyes."What???" I said, shocked."Well, aren't you going to keep fucking me? I mean, I almost had an orgasm a second ago and now you decide to pull out. What's wrong, is there something wrong with my. What's that all about? Oh, I know. Heck, maybe that should be brought up to the right people? So, when you are looking in, if you spy a good looking stacked babe in a teddy, just throw her in your bag and bring her to me. I can take it from here, once you drop her off. Heck, this should be easier than making toys all year! Haven't you heard of multi-tasking?Your pal,Bad Irving-----Dear Mr. Irving: Dec 22 On behalf of Santa Claus you are here-by notified of a restraining order. You will cease. After the first semester of college was over my roommate decided not to return so I moved into a one bedroom alone. It was fantastic because I could dress whenever I wanted to now. I became fairly good at applying my make-up and doing my hair. I had let it keep growing to about 6 inches past my shoulders. My father hated it, and told me I looked like a damn hippy. If he knew what I was doing, the ex Marine and Vietnam vet would have disowned me. I still only dressed in the privacy of my own.