And there was the MILF of a mother that was a huge bitch too, so I can see where the nineteen year old got it."Don't Drop That Mirror!" chirped the st...ck up little bitch. "It's worth more than you'll ever amount to!"I had picked it up from the rest of the three pieced wardrobe."Did you hear me dude?" louder still..."And if you say it again, I'm going to give you something to shove in your cock sucker!" Uh," she huffed, "I'm going to have your job!" Ha. Listen tramp, Kick Rocks! I got this shit!. Clayton couldn't help but to feela little overwhelmed by the shear size of the mess. Perhaps feeling abit embarrassed, the man blushed as he said, "Sorry, I don't get a lot oftime to clean." I guess not," Clayton giggled."By the way, my name's Richard."Extending his hand, Clayton introduced himself, "My name's Clayton."Richard's eyes went wide. "That's an odd name." Is it?" I mean... You know, for a woman."Clayton laughed loudly. "Yeah, I guess if I was a woman it would be."Richard's jaw. Jane sat cross-legged, as well, and looked at Cindy, who felt those blue eyes go right through her."You know," said Jane, "it's funny. My first sexual experience was at the hands of an older girl by the name of Cindy. And I was the same age you are now." She sighed. "It was an amazing experience. She helped me start to understand my sexuality. My need for certain kinds of stimulation. Needs like you have." Jane leaned close to Cindy, who was mesmerized by the look on her face, and said, "I am a. "So are you coming over for dinner tonight?" I asked.She looked at me and said with a grin "Of course, it is your turn!" Well, you are in for a treat, Macaronis et Fromage, real French Canadian masterpiece will await your arrival, let's say at five" I boasted."It sounds delicious, I hope it won't take too long for you to make" she said."Nothing is too long for you, mon petite fille" I replied, exhausting my grade nine high school French vocabulary.She looked at me funny and said she would see.