" Jeremy put the note away, crouching in front of the dollhe had laid out on his couch. "So, sexy, how are you?"Jeremy grabbed the artifical pemanentl... wide open lips, opening andclosing them as he mumbled along with his mouth in absoulty awfullimperonation of a woman."Well, I'm really hot and sexy for you." Inside the two sex toys the twominds burst into laughter, while they didn't possess any lungs at themthey simply couldn't contain it at all. Their silent unnoticable burstsof laughter. She had a few boyfriends but none that could broke through the zipper on her pants or matter of fact broke her Hyman. Brittany was a girl that was 5'9 that had the ass that was fine as hell and the chest to match it. She also had black hair and the cute face that match her long legs. She never wore anything but thongs and a black bra. Athletic do to the surfing that she did. She also had a tan from the beach and laying out during the summer.Anyway, the party was going on and everyone was. One Saturday morning, three weeks after Joyie's death, I heard rain tapping at the window. My head felt too heavy to be lifted off the pillow; my mouth was dry and sour. I concentrated on not throwing up and then opened my right eye. For the first few seconds I didn't know where I was, but after a momentary panic, my brain connected the desk chair and the window seat with Brad's room.I gone to a party with my cousins the night before and could remember getting drunk for the first time in my. I s’pose so,” he replied, and went on, “Sometimes things aren’t exactly what you expect.” He suddenly felt awkward, as if he was intruding, and he stopped halfway between the door and the bed. He had unconciously placed the pillow in front of himself, and he stood there, hugging it close with both arms around it. Isolde put her left hand out, and patted the bed beside her hip. “Come sit next to me, Honey,” she said quietly. And then, “Are you okay? I want you to be happy, too.”George placed his.