I shrieked like a little girl and clapped my hands together repeatedly. Unable to keep the smile from my face, I ripped open the tape on the cardboard...box and inside was a cooler. I was puzzled. "ooooohh, what could it be?" I said out loud. I opened the cooler and to my surprise there was a small wooden box inside. It was beautiful, there was an evergreen tree and a skull with script that said "for my slut" burned into the wood. I opened the box to find a test tube and a note. There were very. " So,I did. I followed him around and answered every question he asked me,then I filled him in on some of the rest.It was nice walking around like that,letting my pecker just flop any old way it wanted to. It was even nicer thinking about what I planned on doing with that horse choker of a dick,Charles kept swinging in my direction too!"Hay! You aint got nothing catching,do Ya Boy? Sorry,but I just can't take any chances." "Never even a cold sore,Charles. In fact I was just tested less than a. Your ‘serious stuff’ look is so cute. And I’m not really that turned off by the process. It’s American money, I think we should get a good return on our investment. I think that we need our friends in positions of power worldwide and that this is a constructive way to achieve that—for everyone. I also rather think that they do understand the real dynamic at play back in Washington, they just find it politic to mouth the idealism of the Fulbright foundational documents.’ ‘Ever the hardheaded,. It’s your fault and you know it. If you’d just left them alone they would both still be alive. My children would still have their father and I would still have my husband. Damn it, you didn’t own Paula’s pussy. She did. You weren’t losing anything from her sharing a little pussy with Harold. Shit, you were supposed to be at work so you weren’t going to get any during the day anyway.”“You’re joking. You mean to sit there and tell me you wouldn’t have divorced his cheating ass like I would have.