Almost too big, too saggy I think.I'll keep trying to call until I get through.Love,TomDear Tom, SundayYou're probably mad at me. Bob and I spent last...Wednesday in Laramie visiting friends. When I opened your letters I felt like crying. I'll try to make up for not being here when you called. Call me as soon as you get this, okay? I'm sending you some Polaroids to help you not forget me.Oh, did we ever have a wild time last night! We spent the night with the brother of my old college roommate.. She seemed to welcome my presence. Her head lowered down to her lover and slowly lifted herself off of him. His cock was so terribly erect. The size almost frightening. God she was looking right at me as she knelt on the passenger seat and bent her head down to his cock, turning her face sideways to give me a clear view of her mouth as she devoured him. I watched closer at the way her tongue slid up and down him. Her eyes never left mine as she teased at it. I could't help myself but to. .. up to Xavier, of course, but yes, that’s my understanding of it,” I agreed calmly, feeling a little better in spite of the weakness from blood loss... A good blood transfusion worked wonders there. Luckily for me, Stacy and I shared blood types (and no, I won’t tell you which one). A nice, hearty bowl of clam chowder helped as well. The New England kind. The Manhattan variety is okay, but it’s really a stew instead of a proper chowder in my book. A real chowder should always be cream-based. Livvy woke. Her cheek, which was exposed to the air was cold. The other, which had been lying against Josh's chest was warm. The rest of her was relatively warm too. She heard a noise and lifted her head. It was dark, though there was a faint diffused light from the window. She could barely see. Was it daylight? She heard noises again. They were coming from where she knew Rusty and Jean were sleeping. Suddenly she remembered seeing them ... Just as suddenly she realized that she was still full.