We continued to work until four. The new wood was painted, caulked and all the rest of the wood that surrounded the new had a coat of paint and was re...caulked where needed. Roy had worked all day at the garage and was amazed at what we had completed.Before Roy could say anything Dad told him the way it was going to be. "A mechanic makes double what a carpenter would, therefore I need to work 2 hours for each one you do for me." But I only worked about an hour on your car" Roy protested."You can. That´s how I make my videos...I know, it´s a effin´ long text, I know I got side-tracked, as I usually do when I write texts on the internet, I know, I sound pretty angry in some parts of this text but I am not. Not really angry, that is. Just disappointed. And frustrated.As I am with the Hamster and it´s community in general. At least about the parts that I was allowed to discover in the last four and half years.I´m not sure if I want to stay here. I am not sure if I will leave or not, but for. Applying pressure against the sides of his canal to find the spot. Pulling her finger out, now the index and the middle finger are up in Tim. They move around, adjusting themselves to begin tap-dancing on his p-spot.Yes, the first press against it proves Abbie has found the spot. Tim lets out a low moan feeling it again. And then the pushes and release begin. Slowly at first. Then working up to a faster timing. Tim feels his body reacting from every point. It is like there is a wire from. "Beverly, join me for dinner."Wesley felt lightheaded. The tranquilizer had relaxed her, and made herrather suggestible. Besides, she was just dying of curiosity to find outjust what was his mother's actual relationship with the Captain! What better way to find out? Wesley was excited deciding what to wear. They had brought 'her' wardrobe with them. Damn, it was only two hours to dinner. Now what to wear? Gowns of silver and gold swung temptingly under eager slim fingers. Wesley tried on one.