'We only have six, nine, or twelve, ' was the reply.'So I can't order a half dozen nuggets, but I can order six?''That's right.'So I shook my head and...ordered six McNuggets(Unbelievable but sadly true... )(Must have been the same one I asked for sweetener and she said they didn't have any, only Splenda and sugar.)(And they think they are worth $15.00 per hour)TWOI was checking out at the local Wal-Mart with just a few items and the lady behind me put her things on the belt close to mine. I. No, I was outed thanks to my not putting out to the Pinkerton Academyaccording to tradition. When I refused to accommodate him, he ripped offmy cheerleader skirt and bloomer and saw my gonads and penis under myhosiery. If not for my beau Frank Jessup who already knew about me, Lancewould have attacked me.It was because of him that I had to get the excuse from Gym when hepointed out that I was not in the band, nor cheer squad in the finalsemester before graduation and that according to the. She hurried to finish sorting out the papers before nine. At nine Amy laid the papers she had graded on Burnside’s desk. She reached behind the umbrella stand and retrieved the cane. Amy’s struggled to stay calm as her fingers touched the wood. The cane was truly an evil-looking item. She handed the cane to her professor, then moved to the front of her desk, facing the window. She unzipped her jeans, pushed them and her panties to her knees, and bent over the desk. She grabbed the opposite edge. At the lift (a bare service lift used by construction types) I had the opportunity watch her in action: She wanted the workmen to take us up to the 6 th floor of the construction site, knowing very well that we did not have the appropriate protective clothing. She wore a tight fitting skirt, light blouse (tight enough to show off her C-cup titties as if they were Ds) and high heeled boots.She walked up to the guy at the lift, all smiles, hips swaying, titties thrust forward and she got close to.