I mean I'd at least wanna do it once a day. “Well I guess twice on weekdays and X amount of times on weekends,” I replied. “X amount of days?”...Gillian asked. “Yes, no particular number assigned, just as many time as I and the other person wanted I guess,” I replied. “I like that, but would you like it if you did it like 15 times in one day?” Gillian asked. “Wow 15 times in one day? That's an idea, I think I could go for it, but would that be like an everyday thing or just on the weekends?” I. Sometimes you just gotta live with what you got , and never inspire for too much greatest .I call here and asked what was her apartment and she informed it was on the top floor , which can sometime be a bad in the project in NYC , because there might a likely chance Both elevators aren't working and you might have the god awful task of walking 20+ flights of stairs , but on this both elevators worked and they both reeked stale piss.Once I got to her apartment it model what most a chick living. After my engineering exams, I had a lot of free time, it was one evening when I was returning home from a cigarette break when I met Mira, she was roughly 22 yrs with a perfectly developed body, the figure she had caught my attention in seconds, she had just moved into my society. She was walking her dog at that time, I took my chance and struck up a conversation, while I was petting her dog and asking about her life, I was noticing her hairless thighs, they defined smoothness, her lips looked. One of the fist sized chunks cleaved through his neck leaving the man's head hanging by only a flap of skin. The black shadow thing was a wolf; Anthony could feel the fur and muscle as it twisted in his arms. It lunged at his neck but he managed to get his arm up in time to keep his throat from being ripped out. "Fuck," he cried out as the creatures teeth sunk deep into his flesh. He looked down into the things eyes and froze staring as the little wolf savaged his arm. Risa's boot connected.