"I'll do it."I said, "You can do a lot better than this guy, Carrie." You're making me mad now," Joey said.If he was just getting mad, I'd hate to see...what he was like when angry.I blocked his punch and counterstriked to his chest. It knocked him back but he was too fast with his other hand and clocked my ear. That didn't feel good at all! I got a strong kick on his knee. He buckled, recovered, and like a bull barreled into me. I had no chance. I was knocked to the ground. He stood over me. Gwendolyn is 12. Gwendolyn, say Hello to..." Kim looked at the name blazoned on the shirt, "Seven. What an unusual name." Hi, Wu Lei Ou Chi." Gwendolyn said. "Well, I Can count to seven in Chinese."Seven beamed at Gwendolyn."They all look so much alike ... I hope I didn't insult you for assuming..." blushed Seven."No problem. We get that a lot. Our husband hears it all the time." I asked, "How did you get blessed with such an interesting name?" I'm the seventh, and last, daughter in a family of. " Jenny hopped from her bed and made her way to her chest of drawers where she pulled out a bra and panties, then a tank top and some shorts. "Mom and Dad will be home soon. You ... Uh ... Need to wash up or anything?" "I'm good," I said with a satisfied smile on my face. I exited her room and went into mine, closing the door and locking it so I could masturbate myself silly. When I went downstairs, Jenny was in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on an extra-large veggie pizza. She was. "You're not doing that twice!" he spat."Fuck you!" came the reply, in a girl's voice, in precise English."What?" gasped Pavlov."What are you, special forces? You look like fucking ninjas. Who sent you? Are you Navy?" Um, yes, Russian." Russian? You kidding? Shit, I should be grateful there's anyone left alive." What do you mean?" Beslan siege? Remember that? How many kids did you guys kill just to get a couple of terrorists, huh?" What the Hell is she saying, sir?" Shapalaev, a non-English.