"I bought some new conditioner and left it in the kitchen. Would you mind getting it for me?"I collected myself. Of course, she needs the conditioner....No big deal."Sure mom, yeah, I'll um..." I stopped talking, realizing how weird I sounded. I ran downstairs, trying to chill the fuck out, returning in a few seconds with the bottle of conditioner. I stopped at the doorway, feeling weird about coming in cuz I was so hella turned on by her."Bring it here, dear. I won't bite," she looked at me. In meiner Hose wurde es eng konnte kaum erwarten zu hören was war. Er erzählte mir dass sie erst etwas trinken waren in einem Lokal und schön Zärtlichkeiten getauscht haben küsse und er ihre Schenkel gestreichelt hat. Dann gingen sie aus dem Lokal und er hat sie gefragt dass sie zu meiner Mutter gehen aber sie hat abgelehnt wegen mir weil wir zwei jetzt Freunde sind. So gingen sie in seine Wohnung. Sie trug schwarze strapse einen schwarzen Knie langen schwarzen Rock und einen sexy hautengen. . yes I make him sleep on because he snores and quite frankly I don’t want to share a bed with someone that pays me no attention sexually whatsoever. I know he’s not attracted to me anymore, I know he messages other women and takes the piss out of me. Why would I want to share a bed with him? This Leila must be stupid if she thinks Tom is in love with her. I’ve seen the messages between them, even though he deletes them after she signs off I’ve already read them from my desk at work – very. “One winning ticket equals five swats with the paddle. Except the first place winner, he or she gets the last six swats.Missy’s eyes went wide, “Twenty-five!” she blurted out. “That means over a hundred swats! One hundred twenty-five swats will turn my ass into hamburger!”“Whoa, whoa, missy,” he quickly replied. “That includes the undercard. You will receive the standard forty-six. But before the main event– that’s you– there are three slaves who will be punished with twenty swats each, and two.