" Dennis, what's wrong, tell me, you're tearing up. And if you don'twant to curse someone, tell me, are you sick."With that Lucy couldn't hold it any ...onger and started to cry.Ellie came closer to her, hugged her. Tried to comfort her."Did I do something wrong?" Ellie asked."No, I don't think you did. And I don't think I'm sick. But.... I ...think I'm cursed." What?" Ellie was taken aback."How come you think you're cursed?"Lucy looked at her, big tears streaming down her cheeks."Okay..." she. " but it was difficult for both of us to eat, we were laughing so much."Hey, you've got a garden." Yeah, didn't you notice it yesterday?" I didn't notice much at all yesterday Tommy, I think I was in a bit of a daze, can I have a look round it?I raised my eyebrows at her and she said, "Sorry, I'm going to have a look round it." It's not really mine, it belongs to Mr. Patel in the shop, but he says I can use it and he even buys the vegetables off me, look."I showed her the little beetroot patch,. Melissa wasn't interested anymore; she was riding one of our male coach's stallion. I guess she preferred the pole and not the hole. Since Wendi came back, Tammi moved in, and Melissa wasn't interested, my sex life committed suicide. So at night I just close my eyes, imagine a sexy petite figure (usually Wendi), and masturbate to ecstasy. Signed,Me...July 4, 2007 12:04 a.m.Dear Diary,Ok, so now you can disregard that previous entry about my nonexistent sex life.It's Independence Day, and yes,. The Arabs and Africans who sell stuff on the street always try to rip me off because I'm old and they think I don't know any better. But that's rubbish. I know good gear from bad. You don't know where I can buy some do you?"Tamara had no idea of what to say."I'll pay," said the old woman. "I'll make it worth your while. I almost don't care what drugs they are. Being high is about the only good thing left for me now."Tamara reflected on the life she was now forced to lead. The blowjobs, the hand.