Let's talk about those of you who will not makeit. The majority of you are going to find yourselves at odds with thedemerit system. What happens then?...There was dead silence in the room. He had basically told everyone thatthere was little chance of escape, and that at least ninety of thelittles in the room wouldn't get past Emerson.He showed a picture of a daycare on the next slide... only there wasn'ta single real baby in the picture from what I could tell. "Theuniversity has a boarding. She was wearing a school girls uniform,even though she looked about 21.but she had the top 3 or 4 buttons open,and she had huge tits almost escaping.I wasn't sure if they were real,but they were real sexy.She was wearing a half cup red bra that left nothing to the imagination.She had her hair in pig tails which made her look about 16,and she was sucking seductively on a lollipop.I felt my cock twitch.I must have been staring without realizing because she looked up and asked me if I liked what I. ‘Is it Cinta?’ He asked. Fuck. Why did he have to bring Cinta up when he was feeling so unstable? ‘No. I said I don’t want to talk about it.’ Tyler stepped up to the bar and lifted his second set. Fuck Sam. Just when he thought he couldn’t feel any shittier he had to go and bring up his brain dead little sister. Sam got the hint and stopped trying to pry. Tyler was lifting like shit. ‘Hey, Gray? Maybe you should just go for a run or something,’ Sam suggested. Tyler glared at him. ‘Dude,. My father used to love to discuss his market triumphs at the dinner table. He had so many of them too. His losses were a different case altogether, and he never spoke of those. In fact, I believe tonight is the first time a family member ever brought up having to face the prospect of taking a loss in the market. That was very brave of you, sweetheart. Don't you agree, Thomas?" An exaggeration about no one ever mentioning taking a market loss, but, yes, I do have to agree that it was a brave.