"Everytime I think about them, I feel them bursting from my chest. These feelso great. Do you think the boss will still let me suck him off?" I'm sure...he will," No. 2 said cheerfully. "He loves his sluts,especially you once you bring him this package." And you! How're you going to fuck him, Frida?" I probably won't." What?!" He's going to be disappointed in me. I just know it." Why?! He's always so pleased to see us. Always grabbing my sluttyparts. I've seen how he touches you. How could he. I owed him for that. ‘You know, you still haven’t picked out a piece for yourself,’ I reminded him. ‘You were supposed to pick one from the Coastal series to go in your apartment. Unless, you want something else now.’ He squeezed my arm, ‘I’ve changed my mind, about which one I want.’ He glanced at me from the corner of his eye. ‘I want one that you haven’t shown me . . Yet.’ I looked at him confused. ‘What do you mean, yet?’ He spun me to him and wrapped his arms around me. ‘I want that. The woman had been drawn to her for some reason, visited often and confessed many things. There was a shadow within her, but the goodness of her soul rang true.She was the end to the curse, had to be. The beautiful woman whose life Celeste would assume, if only she’d fornicate on her stoned skin.When she thought about it, the curse to assume an innocent’s body seemed a little distasteful for a woman scorned. But the witch likely thought it was too far fetched to happen. None of them could. Then, when Alberto was really close, she stood up, misunderstanding the situation, which had been her fault. But Alberto already got behind her, and then began rubbing his penis between her legs. She gasped, for this had not been her intention at all. And yet, maybe it had been. She was confused now. Oh, but she wanted it so bad anyway. But his friends were there! Fuck it! Let them have a piece too!He decided for her, and pushed her torso back over the washer, and then nudged her legs apart..