I'll buy yours from the leasing company, and we can give that to Shirley. It's still a good car, plus it's big enough so she could drive it comfortabl.... We'll have the company lease you a new one. Do you want another Lincoln?" Actually, I was thinking I might try a Cadillac next. I like driving yours, and now that I'm so much taller, and my belly isn't so big, I don't even need the pedal assists, or to scoot forward, because your seat comes further forward than the one on my Lincoln." We'll get. I glanced at my watch as I headed upstairs to get ready. Four forty five. I had enough time, I hoped.I wrapped the towel around my head, and went to pick out an outfit while my AOL signed on.I decided on a tan, knee length skirt; a white halter top; some white, strappy sandals; and my brown purse to match the tie belt that fell around my waist.I glanced at the computer screen. Ben, Amanda, Brittany, the rest of the gang, and several other people were on.Kyle instant messaged me, and so did. Anna struggled but she was no match for the strength of two men. They took their time, groping her tits and ass as they proceeding to rip off her clothes. The bright light shining onto the stage made Anna painfully aware of the fact that she was now completely exposed to everyone in the auditorium. She tried to cover up with her hands – the eerie silence of eager boys waiting to see what happened next was unnerving. Without further instructions or a single word, the two men lifted her off the. "Maybe..." We're having bratwurst and potato salad too," she cut in. "Maybe there'll be a little of that left over. Usually that gets all eaten up too, but I think enough people will have the meatloaf or the stroganoff that there might be..." Uh, Slurry," he said, swallowing thickly."Yeah?" Could we stop talking about food? You're making my protein gel lunch sound less and less appetizing by the second here."She giggled again. "I'm sorry, Ken," she told him. "I'm torturing you, ain't I? Will.