She sat down cross legged on the couch and stretched, showing a peek of her very sexy underwear. Now John had seen Carol naked a few times, when we a...l went skinny dipping. This felt different. There was a sexual tension and atmosphere about the night. We sat around chatting and smoking some weed. As the evening went on, Carol picked up a stuffed dachshund John kept on his couch and started suggestively moving it back and forth between her legs. I knew what she was doing and smirked at. She shuddered as she looked through the shop’s windows glasses. Slaughtered meat with large coloured price tags were exhibited for sale. It was only real slaughtered pigs’ meat. Camilla knew that meats from slaughter naked girls always were sold out before the end of the week. Girl meat was expensive, but attractive and the flow was indeed limited to only ten pieces to this meat shop each week. Above the butcher’s shop dominated a big sign with large letters at the top: Sragga & Rosen's Meat. So, um, I bet if we play a few of their songs, she’ll be happy singing their sweet ballads. I do know she’ll want to sing the female lead on a couple of Meatloaf songs, which I’m dying to do.”“When we play those songs,” Sam chimed in, “I’ll jump in on keyboards, so Lynette can sing up front with her man.”“She’ll like that, I think. That would be super.”“You’re here!” Lynette cried out as the Medway varsity volleyball team walked into Sarnia St. Pat’s gymnasium for their WOSSA (Western Ontario. Vanessa had initially asked for $5 billion, that being more than enough for MAF's future needs. It'd never use the extra $40 billion (maybe just the extra $35 billion, to play safe), so that money would sit around forever, doing nothing other than collecting interest - an insane $140 million per month! (you can see why Vanessa didn't hesitate to pay an extra $5 million for a building). It wasn't an urgent task, but finding useful purposes for the money needed doing. We weren't interested in.