If you know how to smoke pot, Michelle, why don't you prove it? What's it gonna hurt? 'Fraid one of those college brain cells will get killed? Take a ...it, baby."I didn't even see who said it. Rod had one arm resting on the back of my chair and his other was holding the joint in front of my lips. I pressed my lips against it and blew very gently."She smokes like Clinton," Tom said. "C'mon, 'Shel. Quit wasting our dope. Ya gotta inhale." It's okay, Michelle," Rod said. "We're just playing around.. Which is short for someone who is almost 8. Let's justsay the Doctor told my mom for my age I should be at least at the heightof 50-inches, but not to worry, because I could have a growth jumpanytime. I'm also skinny, heck I'm so skinny I could stand behind a fairsize tree and not be seen at all. I have a sister who is 5, named Holli,and my mom.My Dad died in a car crash about a month after my sister's 4th birthday.I was about 6 then, and it really shook us all up. Mom had to go back outin the. There are no rules. Please, give me a hug. I promised my daughter I would get your autograph for her - so you’ll have to humor me for that little favor.”I reached for her just as I looked at Sherry. She was smiling and I knew we were going to fix both our hostesses first thing, so the fun and games could start.“WHAT IN THE HELL WAS THAT? Something shocked the shit out of me when we hugged! Sorry about that. I have a bad habit of saying shit, and when shit happens like that, I cannot help it.. "Get up slut. There'll be no rest for you for sometime." You make me stand next to you in front of a full length mirror. "Just look at the difference in our sizes, you sneer. "My thighs are bigger than your chest", and then you do a muscle pose and the latex begins to tear at the arms and legs from the strain of the bulging muscles. Despite my weakened condition, my cock springs to attention at the sight of your magnificent body, the muscles gleaming in the light, and the huge tits thrust.