My mother was twenty-one when she had me. She is now 38 and I am eighteen.I am a small girl. I am about 5 feet and weigh about hundred pounds. I have ...ong brown hair and brown eyes. I have had a boyfriend for about two years. I don't know if he is the one, but we certainly love each other. We've been having sex since I was seventeen. My mother really likes my boyfriend.I've been going to a local college and taking classes. I'm not sure what I exactly want to do yet, but have been taking. Noirtier's eye bade her stop. "Will," said the notary; "it is very evident that M. Noirtier is desirous of making his will." Yes, yes, yes," motioned the invalid."Really, sir, you must allow that this is most extraordinary," said the astonished notary, turning to M. de Villefort. "Yes," said the procureur, "and I think the will promises to be yet more extraordinary, for I cannot see how it is to be drawn up without the intervention of Valentine, and she may, perhaps, be considered as too much. After getting all the stuff I needed I raced back home to get my lap top and put my plan into action.“Back so soon?” It was mom again.“Yeah! but just to get my laptop.” Christ I wish she was not a professor having her around all summer could be a bummer. “I was just going to write some code down at the coffee shop.” I replied and headed out the door again.I took the long route next door just to make sure that no one saw me hop Ms. Smiths fence. I tried her patio door, but she locked it. Next I. As I arrived on the stage, I said “Would you like me to perform for you?” “Oh, yes”, he immediately responded, his deep voice nearly panting. Then, as if on cue, another man arrived on stage with me. “Say hello”, said the disembodied voice of the director. I timidly did. The man on stage was attractive and older by at least 10 years; “I heard you give the most amazing head.” I immediately blushed before regaining my sexual confidence in my exceptional abilities; “You heard right”, I.