This was a daily occurrence around our house now. Since the races last year, my wife had turned into a sex machine, flashing her bare shaved cunt at ...omen she didn’t even know and ending up with their tongues inside her or their soaking cunts hovering above her face. Her appetite seemed endless.One day, she came to me and told me she had bought some tickets to a concert. She wanted to know if I wanted to go and I agreed, not knowing what or who would be at the concert. The night of the. But then I’ve always thought you were pretty Dylan.”“Thanks, Tommie,” she sighed as she slipped into the hot water.I parked myself on the floor next to her and rested my chin on the tub’s edge.“Sure you’re okay, k**do?” I worried.My question came just as a few bubbles drifted up through the bath water.Dylan looked at me and blushed, “You… uh… pushed some air up in there. Sorry.”“So nothing’s broken?”“Nah, I’m fine. Just a little wiped out for a minute there. I feel better already. That was. Shortly after Eric had brought me into the emergency room, Joey and Vinnie brought Jilly Del Toro in. Coach Neville and Coach Simonson had to walk next to them as they wheeled Del Toro through the double doors in a wheelchair. If they hadn't, the three of them would have been jumped and beaten on by the dozens of kids who had heard about the fight, and had showed up at the hospital.After the surgery, my parents and my brothers were allowed to come in to the recovery room and see me. My arm was. Even outside his circle of friends, he's one of the best-liked kids in school. He's kind and decent. He's got a girlfriend, Lily Woodard, the pitcher--and those two have a relationship that's the envy of the whole school." You want to talk about Ellie Kirkland's theories. I see the result of them every day. If that is 'screwed up'-well, I should be praying to God every night to be that 'screwed up'."My parents looked at me in shock."I'm going now, to my appointment. With Ellie Kirkland." And I.