...i repeat and say do it..i said do it...so i violent bring his head holding by his hair and push his face on my pussy.....he is licking me......and ...tart to like but i get his face away......what the f*** you doing...i said lick...didn´t say enjoy it.......so i be on my knees and hold his hand to my nipples and say it, lick it slave, pull a little with your teeth, don´t like don´t enjoy....so i say.....YOU ARE MY TOY....DO WHAT I WANT..WHEN I TELL YOU TO DO.....so he say....yes. Giles had also laid on a buffet meal, which was quite lavish, varied and bordering on the exotic, and after it, a few folk moved to the largest room, which Giles laughingly called the ballroom, and dancing began, and with it a trying time for Sam.After the buffet Aidan went to the bathroom, where he had to wait some time for the incumbent to emerge, or rather the incumbents, since Tina from the office and her boyfriend came out looking dishevelled and faintly embarrassed. Mutual smiles were an. Roundworm Records was our favorite record store, partly due to its choice location, equidistant from the nearest bus stop and the finest crack west of the East Side, and partly due to its selective inventory-you could be sure you would never have to wade through any shitty popular releases before getting to wade through all of the shitty indie releases. I stumbled after Vivian toward the barred-up doors of Roundworm, and formed a line which at its peak would consist of me, Vivian, and a guy. Andrea's family began a catering business. Sometimes the only way I could see her was by volunteering to act as a waiter, free of course. I did get some great meals out of it.One Friday afternoon my sisters and I were at the 'As'. They were discussing colleges for the next year. Andrea had applied to St. Mary's College, like her brother. I just listened.Now, I had just received what I considered a stupid letter telling me that I qualified for some scholarship but my parents made too much money..