‘Aren’t you the least bit interested in how the other team plays?’ she asked. ‘No, can’t say that I really am. Sorry.’ This evening’s fe...ture was an amateur webcam video I found. Sophia threw her soaking wet coat and her backpack in my closet and sat down on the bed, while I sat in front of my computer and called up the video. It was very low quality and badly lit, but we could clearly make out the setting: it was in someone’s living room, with a couch right in front of the camera. A short,. “No, I seem to be okay. My head is a little fuzzy, and it feels like I’m gonna have a whopper of a migraine pretty soon but, other than that...” she paused, “Are you sure my children are okay? I don’t hear them. Shouldn’t they be screaming their heads off?”The group of Good Samaritans let out a collective sigh of relief and also a polite chuckle. “Believe me; they are fine. Your daughter is acting amazingly well for what happened. She is actually rubbing you son’s belly to keep him under. Since you're not getting in either." The door swung shut."Damn ... best pizza in town," I commented.A very tall, thin black guy with HUGE legs rode by on a very tall bike with monster knobby tires and yelled, "You haven't been to Karl Marx, They have the best pizza, calzones, and meatballs in the state!" What kind of bike is that?"He grabbed hand brakes and squalled to a stop. He pedaled back. "I dunno what you call it. I use it to ride on the beach." You didn't get legs like those riding on a. I noticed there was a letter from my best friend, Don. He and I have been friends for a while now. I feel I can talk to him about anything, and he will listen. Our friendship goes deeper than just friends, we are falling head over heals in love with each other. Not only do I want to meet him, I want him to hold me and make love to me all night, until we are both totally satisfied. Don is older than me, with a husky build, and light brown hair. I love his strong facial features which included.