’ Shawna and her parents attended, and Shawna decided to speak. ‘Hello, I am Shawna Dufresne. Most of you do not know me. I never actually met Mis...y Sherman, but I owe her my life. She donated the heart that now beats within me,’ she said, placing her right hand over that heart. I heard a gasp from the assembled friends, family and coworkers. ‘I am saddened at her passing, but grateful to her for her choice to be a donor. I feel I now owe it to her to make the best life I can, in her honor.. YOU GOT ONE LEG STRETCHED OUT AND YOUR FOOT IS ON MY CROTCH. MY DICK IS IN BETWEEN YOUR BIG TOE AND THE NEXT TOE. IT FEELS LIKE A LIL GRIPPER, BUT I LIKE IT. IT'S SO GOOD TO BE US AND WE ARE US TOGETHER. "Patty I’m so glad we’ve come together like this and I never want this between us to end."“Yep us finding each other on the job is usually a recipe for disaster. Ya know that whole thing of don’t shit where you eat crap, but so far so good and I feel the same way you do Ky” AFTER WE ATE WE. I was pretty mad that he had done this but forgot the anger when I started to wiggle out of the truck and saw five men standing at the back of the truck, some with their dicks out some rubbing themselves through their pants. I was scared then, anything could have happened. One guy said, "we heard you guys going at it, and thought if you were doing it in public you didn't care if people saw you". Then he asked Will you let us fuck you too, or suck our cocks or something?" I was frightened of. I was all 'grown up' now. I wondered if she would recognize me, or even remember me. Panic began to set in. What would she tell my mom? Or would she? Melissa, or Ms. Thompson as I knew her when I was a budding teenager, was a dear friend of my moms. She, along with several other women used to get together weekly and play cards or dominoes . But mostly they sipped on a drink or two and gossiped. Ms. Thompson was a beautiful women who never married. Her life's companion became the business she.