” “What’s the treatment?” you ask. “A surgery should solve all your problems, but again, we’re not 100% sure,” Doctor Meyer explains. ...“What are the risks?” Danielle asks. “The surgery shouldn’t be a problem, it’s a very easy procedure,” the doc tells you. “But if we’re wrong, we’ve wasted time, energy and money on a useless surgery.” “Is there any way to be sure before doing the procedure?” Danielle asks. “No. well, yes, but we usually know what we’re dealing with after some tests.” . Critic!Every time Tammy posted a new story, sure enough Mr. Critic would criticize it."Your spelling is atrocious," Mr. Critic would write, in his oh-so-proper way, "and you seem to have no grasp of conventional grammar, without the saving grace of true experiment. The plot is miniscule, the characters the thinnest cardboard, and the ending completely implausible. You can do better."Tammy felt just awful whenever he saw what Mr. Critic had written about his stories. Didn't Mr. Critic realize. ?Good,? said Susan, still not taking her eyes off the back of the fourth slave, ?? we?ll go and find them as soon as I?ve given this fucker his due dose of punishment for not speaking up for himself.? Despite the howls and protests from the old lady, Susan tore into the young man with even greater relish and gusto than before, leaving his back a mass of ripped skin and blood. ?Let this be a reminder to you fuckers that no one escapes from the plantation. What I will do to those boys when we get. ‘My father-in-law continued his remarks and the more he went on, the more I was getting excited! Soon, my nipples were itching and getting hard. I knew he could see my nipples clearly.Then he got bolder and started to talk dirty. The dirty talks were having its effect on me and I was getting wet by the talk.Then my father-in-law went on about my big boobs, I don’t know what came into me but I told him if he parked somewhere quiet where no one could see us I would show him my boobs!’ 4) By:.