For some reason, Craig was interested in seeing Sweet Home Alabama, which detailed a fashion designer's return home only to find herself in a love tri...ngle with her husband there and the man she wanted to marry. Brad was fit to be tied at this point and absolutely refused to watch it. They finally decided on The Ring, which Brad regretted after the movie began to revolve around a little girl's demonic spirit haunting the world of the living. More frightening than anything was Craig's little. I had someone else in mind, someone I had noticed a lot over the past few weeks.Kristina is a tall woman, late twenties I thought, with raven-black hair and lots of colorful tats on both arms. She is usually with a guy. They come in together, work out together, and leave together. She usually wears pretty much full coverage gym clothes; spandex pants, big sneakers, and a workout top, usually like a sports bra or something similar. She also normally wears a large sweatband, her hair sticking out. If you don't believe me afterwards, fine. But you have to give me a chance to explain to you what happened." Fine! I'll be there in an hour. You can talk yourself sick. Goodbye!"Why I agreed to go, I don't know. What did I expect to do besides hear more words that would hurt and wound. She had hurt me enough already even without knowing what she had done. Why punish myself more? Maybe, because, deep down inside, I was hoping that this was all a mistake, a misunderstanding, a bad dream that I. I need your big cock punishing me.“ I could feel my thongs dampening between my legs. I couldn’t believe I was listening to two people having phone sex. It was unbelievably arousing. Amber’s moans were incredibly sexy, even though they weren’t exactly real moans, which only made me curious as of what the real ones sounded like.I moved my hand slowly between my legs to caress my thighs. Amber wasn't paying attention to me, so I let my fingers run across my smooth tan skin, enjoying what I was.