She hates the way she dresses. She wants to eat a steak. And she would SO like to have a boyfriend. Having to deal with both sides of her personality ...uts her into all kinds of somewhat embarrassing but always funny situations.ME: I was fooled when I saw ‘cookbook’ in the title. You know I cook a little. I was looking forward to some revolutionary recipes. [Groans.]NICKI: Have you been working on that line all month?ME: Chuck and Frankie came up with it.NICKI: Fire them.ME: Why don’t we just. We would spend the rest of the afternoon trying on clothes together and choosing outfits for each category.We were to dress up as a rich lady, a princess, a sexy woman, pretty prom date, best bride and the cutest little girl. We tried on probably every piece of clothing that both women owned. Our outfits were each laid out with care because we only had a couple of minutes to make each change.We decided to cook Lisa dinner and do nice things for her because she had worked so hard that day. We. I could have only counted to sixty from when she first slid onto him that he then grabbed her hips and gave her the full 8” as she groaned and moaned and told me fantastic his cock felt so much so that she screamed as her first orgasm ripped through her, she must have gripped him hard as he struggled to compose himself slightly but then recovered and her knelt behind her and fucked her hard again telling me how good her cunt felt wrapped around his big cock. This continued for the next 20. ” ”For what?” I asked. He rolled his eyes. “You know…” He then looked away and leaned against the kitchen table. He sighed and threw is hands in the air. “I don’t know what happened.” ”Nothing happened,” I said, still grumpy. ”That’s not exactly true now, is it?” His eyes met mine and I felt a bit sorry for him. Clearly, his conscious was torturing him. ”It bothers you, hm?” He nodded. ”Because of my mother?” We both made sure our voices were soft. Their bedroom was on the third floor of the.