Lord, they had everything!!! So much I had never even thought of.On one counter there were 5 life size heads, all lined up with their mouths wide open...in an eternal O. One was a blonde, one a brunette, one a red head, and the last girl had black hair. The 5th’s name was Jack, and he had a goatee!! Well, I was still pretty naïve at that time, and just fell apart over Jack! I thought he was awesome! There was something for everyone!!! You could pour lube into a place on the top of their heads to. “Are you sure? You guys aren’t just saying that to make me feel better?” she demanded, sounding like a kid who was being told that Santa wasn’t real.“Butterfly, if they put everyone in jail for punching someone, they would have no room left in the prisons,” I said while kissing the top of her head and getting a good whiff of vanilla as I did so.“How could they even charge you? I ... I don’t understand ... Didn’t they believe us?” CC asked, puzzled as she continued sobbing, although it was. I led her into sin by fornicating with her and perhaps she just couldn’t stop with me,” I deliberately played up the pain and guilt.“Oh, will you listen to yourself? What an absolute load of self-pitying, self-flagellating garbage! You’re as bad as I was, but it’s too late to change my mind and I’ve gone too far to start over again. I’m rusty with relationships, with love and all that jazz. It’s not too late for you, Father Mark. I don’t believe that God wants you for the priesthood. He wants. A low nervous chortle of encouragement filled the auditorium. This was not the normal performance. Kathy moved in slow circles about her man. She draped his exposed chest, face or legs with a removed skirt veil, dropping them piece by piece until her magnificent dancer’s legs and ass were only barely encased by the thong. She stood astride his hips and shimmied her boobs. The sequins and bangles emitted skitters of reflected stage lights. She could see that her man was hard, very hard. His.