A customer asked of a store clerk, “In what aisle could I find the Newfie sausage?””The shop assistant asks, “Are you from Newfoundland?”The...guy, clearly offended, says, “Yes I am. But let me ask you something. If I had asked for Italian sausage would you ask me if I was Italian?“Or if I had asked for German Bratwurst, would you ask me if I was German?Or if I asked for a kosher hot dog would you ask me if I was Jewish?Or if I had asked for a Taco, would you ask if I was Mexican?Or if I asked. I asked if it was because of Jeremy and she admitted that it was as I worked the stiffness out of her neck. I asked if she wanted me to call and cancel but she said no if you dont mind I am curious besides we are just going to talk today. On the way up there she was a nervous wreck saying I am wears older than him for Christs sake . He is just a little older than out daughter he will take one look at me and run. I said no way babe if he is alive he will be more than happy to get a chance to. In the distance a tall guy who looks to be on the football team saw what happened and begins running towards the hill to help Chloe. Chloe was now sitting up with a hand rubbing the back of her head scolding herself for her clumsiness. The tall guy who reached the top of the hill asks her, “Are you all right? Are you hurt?” Chloe then replies, “I’m fine. Don’t worry about it, forgot to tie my shoelaces that’s all.”The tall guy relieved ducks down and grabs Chloe’s sneaker. He then makes his way. Once upstairs Shawna dropped the black bag where shestood. A weird look came over her. She then grabbed meand kissed me hard on my mouth, burying her tongue downmy throat. “Mmm, baby I have a lot in store for you my littlepussy.” She said, as she grinned. “Drop,” Shawna saidwith great demand as she snapped her fingers loudly.I knew exactly what this meant, so I did exactly what Iwas told, and I did it gladly. Shawna started takingoff all of her clothes, and boy did she.