.. She's a carpet cleaner." A ... What?" Abel stared at Cain in disbelief."A rug muncher, you know ... A lesbian." Cain shrugged. "That was a sin, las... time I checked." So is lying!" Abel glared at him."Who's lying here?" Cain gave Abel a dirty look.Abel just stared."Okay, okay ... sheesh ... She came in and said God wants more stuff, like He ain't got enough dead sheep already." And?" And what? I said sure ... What does he want, but she didn't know... 'It's your sign... ' she says, and so I. Nhưng em là một cô gái bình thường, nếu tiếp tục lún sâu hơn vào những tình huống như thế thì em sẽ gặp phải nhiều rắc rối. Khi mọi chuyện chẳng may bị phát hiện em sẽ phải đối mặt với gia đình và dư luận xã hội. Bản thân em đã rất lo sợ về sự vỡ lỡ của chuyện này nhưng dường như em chưa có một kế hoạch cụ thể cho bản thân để tìm ra một lối đi cho mình. Đó là người bạn gái thân duy nhất của em, là chỗ dựa tinh thần cho em trong cuộc sống sinh viên xa nhà. Em có nghĩ rằng nhiều khi em đã quá phụ. When I got to the soup kitchen, I cornered Maxwell. I explained about Sarah’s current dilemma. I also explained that I needed to know about her thrift shop. Maxwell gave me the name an address of a guy who was plugged into the drug scene.From the soup kitchen I drove to Tim Collins sister’s house. I for sure needed to know what I was getting myself into. One thing I had learned from almost twenty years on the street was that people in the drug trade lied like a cheap rug. I needed information. "Jenna".Jenna sat still writing with one hand while the fingers of the other stroked her clit. 'The pleasure is great, ' she wrote, 'but it doesn't compensate for losing control, sure I should have had more of a sex life before, but it wasn't important at the time, now gradually it becomes all.' The two-inch lump of flesh between her wet fingers became slowly, but irresistibly, more important than the brain that was supposed to control it."How stupid!"In complete and sheer frustration Jenna.