Apparently neither had anyone in the stadium. There was a brief stunned silence, and then complete bedlam and a standing ovation for Lemieux.“My God... That goal!” Oz shouted from behind me. “Super Mario!”I was cheering loudly and knew I’d be hoarse before the night was out. The Pens were up 3-1 on a goal that was going to make every highlight reel for years to come. The period ended 3-1, and I felt really good about the way things were going. There was one question I’d been waiting to ask, and I. One day, after coming home from work, I checked my email to find one reply from a guy - a black guy, as it turned out. "I read your ad. I'm a black male, well hung, looking for a white woman. If you're interested, reply." The first thought in my mind was, "Whatever, dude," but I didn't delete it. I figured I'd show it to Pete later that night when he got back. Well, of course, I totally forgot, with supper and all - I even forgot I hadn't trashed it until I checked my email the next day. I read. After cleaning the toilet, Simon headed toward the balcony, intending to smoke a cigarette there. Then he noticed that the door of ward 8 was ajar. Nurses’ carelessness maybe. He knew who lay in ward 8 – a girl in her early twenties who had the misfortune to be run over by a pickup truck. Simon hesitated for a moment. Deep in the recesses of his mind a strong impetus was urging him to peep in. He had seen her once but desperately wanted to see her again, a fact that he found quite disturbing. . HE WAS ALSO WILDLY SLAPPING ON RITTUS CRACK BUTTS. RITTU HAD NO IDEA THAT AMIT WAS GOING TO FUCK HER ASS. I CAME SLOWLY TO RITTU AND TOLD HER ABOUT THAT AMIT IS GOING TO FUCK HER VIRGIN ASS.RITTU IMMEDIATELY SAID NO TO AMIT BUT THEM AMIT SLAPPLED HER TIGHTLY ON HER FACE AND SAID HE WANTS HER ASS.I TOLD RITTU TO GIVE IT A TRY.SHE SAID SHE WILL DIE BY TAKIG SUCH A HUGE COCK IN GER ASS.ANYWAY I BOUGHT SOME OIL FROM MY CABIN ANF GAVE IT TO AMIT. RITTU WAS STILL IN THAT DOGGY POSITON AND AMIT.