“Okay. Meet me at our place tomorrow at noon,” I said. “We're gonna get your shit together.” “Okay,” she said. The next morning, right a... noon, she showed up in baggy jeans, a school T-shirt and her ever-present Converse Chuck Taylors. I made a mental note to burn them later. We went to Just Hers and headed right to the jeans section. “My God. Oh no. Chrissy, my butt is too big for those,” she protested when she saw what I had in mind. “Those will...”I stopped her mid-sentence. “Bullshit!. "I knew exactly what he meant, but I chose to play dumb. "You mean taking care of him. Hell Uncle Deacon, I had to do it there was no one else." I thought for a minute he was going to buy the line. Yes I drove dad to the doctor and hospital early on. Then I helped him to the bathroom and even bathed him. I gave him his shots for pain. I hoped that Deacon meant that."Taking care of him is exactly what I mean." Deacon looked hard at me. I kept my eyes on the road but I felt it. "Now David, you. Das ist gut. Ichwerde ihn zur?ck holen.Doch ganz bestimmt werde ich jetzt nicht mit Mandy reden... Bin froh dassie ganz weit weg ist... Oder ich hoffe es.Ich werde Mandy im Auge behalten, koste es was es wolle. Frage mich ehgerade wo sie steckt? Hat sie ihren Frieden? Andy-Macho hat seineStrafe? Vielleicht gar kein schlechter Gedanke... so'ne Braut zuhause zuhaben. So ne Bombe hatte ich noch nie. Aber... aber es ist Andy. Auchwenn er Glocken hat die bei jeder seiner Bewegungen ein. Michael counted three rows of fat on her belly.Her butt was gigantic, and she was pretty hippy. Michael couldn't see her pussy but imagined it was terrific. She was quite a cow and precisely what Michael wanted. His cock was already hard, and he was feeling aroused and energized.Michael got the boxes of food and put the turkey on a plate with mashed potatoes and gravy. He put a generous serving of the green bean casserole and the sweet potato casserole onto the dish. He put sauce on the.