. false, shallow, self-deceptive version ... the result being that any of the angels in Heaven are morally superior to Jehovah, even the lowest of the...lowest. Maybe someday they’ll realize that fact and rid themselves of their cruel, jealous, and merciless taskmaster forever,” the Devil explained to us the true nature of Jehovah, the god that she once served.“So, is this the part where I get to make wishes?” Chelsea stepped up now, having won rock, paper, scissors with Monica.“Sure ... but once. "What, am I just freaking out over nothing here? Is that how you see me? By the way, Sarah, your wife here had walked through here in just her bra and thong several times. I've never whined about that either, so really, do you think I'm just whiny?" I guess so, so I must say, either deal with the bullshit as you call it, or find another job. If I have to choose between being affectionate with Becky in the office or having you, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out which will win. I. Her name was Carole, she was French, and hot as fuck. Whenever I was round there I would flirt with Carole, my mind racing about how I would have liked to have been balls-deep in her pussy. She was average height, with perky tits, fantastic legs, dark hair and eyes, and a naughty smile. One day, Anne and Carole were at work and I was home alone, horny as hell. A thought occurred to me, and with my cock absolutely rock hard, I went into Carole's bedroom and went through her laundry basket. " It helps that I have a good model," Brit grinned, and Lissa smiled at her."I don't mind posing for someone with the talent to make me look great," Lissa replied. "I think what's happening is that Brit's imagination is too big to be contained by her mind, so it's overflowing and spilling out into her hand, and out through the pencil onto the paper." That's exactly it," Brit grinned."Well, it's too bad I can't stay longer, because I'd love to see what else you can come up with, but I have to.