Beth is drunk most of the time. And she lets any guy who asks her fuck her. Beth exists in a haze of sex, drugs and alcohol. I'm not sure if she even ...nows what day it is most of the time.Am I any different? I sleep sixteen hours a day now. I don't eat right and I'm drinking more than I have at any time in my life. And why do I sleep so much? That's an easy one. My dreams are so much better than the reality of my life. I think that if I could, I'd sleep forever like some kind of reality-averse. As for your suggestion that Erica and I will our concubines to you, that seems a bit morbid. We know that we are in a dangerous business, but you didn't even let us land before you suggested protecting our household from disaster. Not that we haven't taken the advice, but now you just convinced us to work harder to ensure that it never happens. I'll outlive you younger brother.Oh, one more thing before I tell you all about Violet. Once everyone was picked up and we were on the ship, Violet and. I had stopped my relentless beseeching of his hole, making him moan while his ass twisted and adjusted to my invasion. My face was few inches above his, watching his expressions closely before starting to move my hips once again, this time in circles to probe Qasim’s innards in variant angles. He was making some groaning noises now, not feeling the pain as much this time but a happy mix of pleasure to it as well. “Get ready for the shaft, faggot boy” I cautioned him and began sinking my. I also like Evanescence’s song Bring Me To Life and Green Day’s Boulevard of Broken Dreams. Happy Phantom by Tori Amos made me feel pleasantly creeped out. I also liked some rap songs. Riding Dirty by Chamillionaire absolutely rocks. Why? Simply because it’s true. The police in America always look at black male drivers suspiciously. I began to look for what I can only call a kindred spirit. Someone who shared my interests and my view of the universe. Unfortunately, I didn’t find such a person..