I found his name and instantly he accepted my friend request. A new chat window popped up on my phone."Hi" was all it contained."Hi." Would you like m... to call you?" he replied."I'm not sure yet, I'm still hesitant on doing this," I answered."We don't have to, I want to do whatever you're comfortable with. We can just keep chatting, if you'd prefer." Well, you can call me, but there's no guarantee I'll say anything." I'm okay with that." Instantly, my phone began to ring. I tapped to accept,. “Oh my god! That was amazing!” Katey said as she got her voice back. I just said, “Yea…” into the phone, now crooked in between my shoulder and head as I scraped my gooey cum off of my shirt and into the almost full butter container. It settled in a white frothy layer on top of the butter and I knew I’d have to stir it in to hide it. “Katey, I gotta go now, but just make sure you talk to Lisa and get her to come with you to Jen’s sleepover tonight alright?”“Of course my love,” she said and. The handwritten notes from each member of the squad were heartfelt and appreciative of his efforts to save their teammate. They were also peppered with a bit of seduction, promising any ‘reward’ he wanted. Joe chuckled at this. Surely they didn’t mean it. The Seniors did, but not the underclassmen. None of them ever showed interest. Still, he passively fantasized about what reward he would take. Ashley also signed it, in different ink. Joe deducted that she must have signed it here in the room. .. I am very pleased with the progress of this mission and look forward to its completion after one more stop. I will even be more thankful when we dispose of this device in the diplomatic box because I am tasked to carry it in a false pregnancy stomach. In the next country, because of a change in strategy, both Mira and I will perpetrate the charade... I do not understand why Muslim women subject themselves to the torture of a burka. Yes, I share Dasha’s feelings about this terrible.