Tuna helper! Nine different varieties, I’ve counted. Six months. Tuna Fuckin’ Helper”Stella pursed her lips. “Okay, you get to cuss on that on.... Look, I’m here because the file shows you’re really serious about this. I’ve met teenager’s angsting over life, alienation, divorces, pregnancies, you name it. But, damn, kid, you’re only eight years old! You don’t even have hair on your pussy and you’re serious about taking those sleeping pills you have in your hand.”Cindy had forgotten she’d been. One of them lifted me into his arms and carried me like a baby. In the flickering torchlight I recognized the path back to my hut. As my eyes become accustomed to the twilight I realized that all were involved in some kind of orgy. Nothing frantic, women were sitting in men's laps. Men were lapping at breasts. The only universal was that no matter what they were doing it didn't stop them from staring at me. It was wonderful and in a whimsical manner, I waved at them. In no time I was brought. ..." MISS CATO...." DRUSILLA!!"...."Huh?uh..." "huh.... Yes Miss Hurley?" Can you tell me what conditions must be fulfilled for successful fertilization to take place?" Er....uhm... both the male and the female must be fertile....... to... ensure fertilization?"She screwed up her face, which made her look even uglier than she already was. She then went on to lecture me about my daydreaming. About my languid demeanour. About my uniform's tie being too loose, and other quibbles about my. Second I get honors you can fuck a hole only after I fuck it. And dad from now on I think I should sleep in the big bedroom with mom. " dad seemed to be finally back to himself, dad : "you know if you weren't my son I would shove a knife right up your ass" to this my response :" you would try". Dad looked at me and smiled dad: you are my son so I will obey your rules, the last one is a little hard to swallow, but I will be away most of the year anyway with this new job. I put my hand out and.