And Mrs. Ross for what they were. That would make what I'd do to Ross easier. I did, however, worry about Sue's reaction.For the most part, we spent t...e luncheon listening to Ross tell us how important he was. Then he announced that his occupancy in the Oakman Condominiums would enhance our ability to sell the other units. "Consider that fact when you calculate the discount you'll give me," he said.None of us responded to his suggestion, including Sue. I think she had also figured out what kind. Spiros and Alexis were also beyond recovery the next day, and Ryan allowed them the whole day to sleep and bathe and eat, and spend time by themselves. He himself went to a spa in hopes of finding a new girl to sleep with, and ended up going home with two college girls from Canada that were on an exchange program. He fucked them over and over, challenging himself to outlast both of them despite the previous night’s exertions, and succeeded in blessing them with at least 7 helpings of his sperm. She thought about the nights she'd stayed up, not able to sleep but dreaming while she was still awake and wondering if he was--"Finished," Ms. Marzanna said. Sonia blinked; the clock said an hour had passed. She'd barely noticed. Ms. Marzanna turned the freshly carved jack o' lantern for her to see, and Sonia flinched. It was fantastically ugly. She couldn't believe that Ms. Marzanna, with her stubby fingers and skinny arms, could have carved so much detail into its face, nor invested such a. SOL’s moderators would reject the story out of hand. Just as Michael could never talk about anything sexual that occurred before last week. The ground rules were clear.He burped. He wiped his mouth. Three loads of sperm in his stomach tonight, 4 short of the all-time record. He could think about the record setting night, but I can’t retell it.Sperm left a horrible taste in his mouth and throat. He compared it mentally to battery acid, hot and slimy. He couldn’t understand his compulsion to.