.e…e..r……..ahhh…ahhhh..oh……oh…….her erotic moans filled the netire fieldwhile he kept on screwing her.hhis hips were moving wwith grea... speed plunging his cock deep inside her.there was no stopping and he kept pounding her like this for half an hour before giving a hard stroke at the end and exploding inside her,filling her pussy with thick cum.he exploded loads and loads inside her birth canal.she was panting for breath.he rolled aside and for five minutes they lay there motionless.after 5. Zimmerman is hot. I like shoes…” I continued this pattern of random useless sentences for a few minutes and then decided to cover the page in nice little hearts. I drew around 100 of them, and colored them in. I suddenly realized I had brought my MP3 player with me, and reached into my coat pocket, and pulled out the little device. I put the earbuds into my ears and as I listened to the sad, depressing emo music I had recently acquired, I continued to doodle, and write some nifty quotes down. I. As long as I take my medication, I am fully healthy, happy and functional.”“What about the scars?”Valerie held out her forearm and ran her fingers across a number of thin, parallel scars. “These are old. I stopped that practice years ago.”“You’re sure? You’re not harming yourself today?”“No, I am not. I’ll tell you the whole story. About when I was going through puberty, my mood started to change. I know now I was going into a depression. I became anhedonic ... I stopped listening to music .... Don’t worry about it.”Andy sat at the table looking bewildered. He was about to go off to Heriot-Watt in Edinburgh to study architecture, and Jean, his girlfriend was going with him to study Nursing at Edinburgh University.I caught my Dad’s eye and nodded towards his study. He nodded agreement and went off in that direction.“Don’t worry Andy,” I said, gently, “she’ll be all right.”I followed my Dad to the study, and, since he’d left the door open, I walked straight in, closed the door behind me.