Then one of them said, “If you’re trying to hang yourself, you’re supposed to put the rope around your neck.“Duh,” she said. “I tried that...and I couldn’t breath.”One day a blonde came home from school and came to her mother and said, “Hey, Mommy! Mommy! Today in school we learned to count. The other kids could only count to three but I can count to ten... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!”The mother responds, “Very good honey.” The blonde asks, “Is that because I’m a blonde mommy?” And the mother. I was really feeling the desire now, the raw lust. The fact that Brian was getting so much pleasure from it only motivated me more. It made me feel good to give him so much pleasure. Brian was starting to have a hard time lying still. He became more vocal and more… …enthusiastic… …as he watched me. “Oh God Mom! Jezz! This is awesome!” He mumbled while he squirmed around. “Are you going to stop?” I looked at him. That seemed such an odd question. I had no idea what he meant.“I mean, are you. If, as Randy pointed out sadly, she was even still alive. Hortence filled her two columns and was happy. What with people sharing newspapers like they did so often (to her disgruntlement), it was quite possible that as many as twenty-five hundred people in the county had read the story. And if THEY talked about it to their friends, maybe the other thirty thousand residents of the county would be spurred to buy a damned paper themselves!Ramona was glad to leave work that night. She needed to. They were the last twoin the sale. The trouble is I haven't got enough money." Well go on then, buy them," I replied, "I've still got enough money. Ihaven't even spent my birthday money yet." Are you sure? I'll pay you back, honestly." Don't be daft, of course can buy them. Look here's the rest of mybirthday money." Oh I don't want all of it. You'll need some for coffee after." Oh bugger coffee. This is much more fun!" Why Peter. I do believe you're enjoying this," gasped an amused andhappily.