C'est une sorte de journal érotique écrite en anglais parce qu'elle parle l'anglais. Veuillez pardonner les erreurs éventuelles dans grammar ;bThes... are my fantasies inspired by the goddess Reva's exquisite photographs. I will post the photograph that inspired my dirty thought. This is a sort of erotic journal written in english because she speaks english and these are comments to her pictures. Please forgive any errors in grammar. Enjoy and adore. Hailey had a very athletic ass, it's obvious this girl did sports of some kind."Hailey," I said, and as she turned to acknowledge, "what sports do you play?"With a little look of shock, she replied, "How do you know I do sports?" She probably wanted to know how to hide the evidence.I looked over to Melinda for guidance, and she shrugged her shoulders, and said, "Baby, you can say anything to Hailey you would say to me. Even in the same way, so you can treat us pretty much the same if you. I know lots of stuff about her though, more than just what she tells people about herself, I know because I watch. I was rewarded with the gift to see all that goes on her life. Oh at first I was like any other man that read her stuff online, but when she stopped coming online, stopped giving us new installments, they fell off, but I never gave up. Sure for a while I tried to be content with reading the same stuff over and over. I memorized most of it, especially the letters from Raven- thats. She let Sara and I have a lot more freedom than some of the other k**s we knew. I got out of bed and started down the stairs to get some warm milk – the best thing I know to help induce sl**p. Halfway down the stairs I started hearing my mom’s voice mixed with Margie’s coming from the basement. They weren’t talking or laughing. I remember catching my breath as I realized what I was hearing. My mom was moaning, breathless. I knew what I was hearing but couldn’t believe it. I reached the bottom.