He looked at both ofus and darned near forgot himself. I thought he was goingto hug me, but valets don't do that."Are there any bags, Mr. Wesley?" No,...Charles. I'll need your help concerning the lady'sthings." Very good sir. May I fix something to eat for you andMiss??."I was embarrassed to say that I didn't know my true love'slast name.Angela giggled and said, "Wesley. Angela Wesley."The little scamp had us married already.We went to the kitchen, where Charles fixed us a lightsnack and some. G.baby1', 'Brtbrat', 'Ready Rita, my main bitch Slash Thuggish G. Lookin' Dyke bad bitch." "Yes, daddy, damn, nigga, I didn't know, you wanted to be my fiancé, or what!! But nah, Fuhhhhhhhck, I smell'em, oooh they smell ripe ready, dinge lightweight shmutty, and sweaty as a mthafucka." I "Well, shihhhhht, ya know what ya like.... But first let me open up those lips so I can piss down your throat, you punkrock NortèPuto 24, Killa Sharks San Jo'." You "Orrolllligah, oh daddy yo piss tastes so. Sally spoke to her audience.“ This Paki bitch and her fucking cunt of a brother come to our town trying to act superior to us …well it ain,t happening…..and I am going to make her show us what Paki,s are really like”.With that she grabbed my sisters right leg with both hands raising it waist height and ripped her shoe off then Sunita,s white sock.I saw a flash of her white knickers as she struggled and Sally then released her leg and instantly caught hold of the other one and again stripped my. ’, ‘I wish you were here.’, ‘Why did I promise to stay away?’ That type of thing. Wednesday I there was a letter from Olive and Candy in the mail. It was a carefully neutral letter. Saying they had joined an expedition to the southern tip of South America with a French team. Writing might be a problem because everything went first to Europe, and only every other month. That’s why I hadn’t heard from them as much. So, it was ending. I left the letter out for Bonnie, I pulled all of their letters.