She squatted down and applied some lubricant to the plug. She put a little lube on her pointer finger and reached between her legs. It felt cool but n...ce. She applied pressure but nothing happened. She tried to relax her muscles and only after several minutes was she able to get a single finger into herself.She knew she didn’t have all day so she decided to take a different approach. She got up and walked to the toilet. She lowered the seat cover and set the plug on it. Lauren turned around and. We have good friends that live in the city. One of those new high rise apartments recently built in the downtown area of Detroit. Our friends are Julie and Rick. Rick’s a white guy I’ve known since I graduated high school We worked at a local car wash together for a summer job until we found something more permanent. Yeah. You guessed it. We both work on the assembly line together. I’ve always envied Rick. Always thought his gorgeous Asian wife Julie was a knockout. Julie has a pretty face. He picked the brave man up and carried him up the mountainside. He lit a fire and covered the man over with wolf-skins - much like you're snuggled down in there now."When the man awoke the next morning he knew that God had a special purpose in life for him too. God had taken his twin, but now his service was also required by God."Do you know what special purpose the man had, Beckie?" No, David. What was it? Tell me, what was the special purpose?" The man's special purpose was to save a little. She scratched absently, stared out the window, and tried her best to not feel utterly miserable and alone.The curtains parted near the cockpit and Holly walked back slowly, sank down on her knees, put her hands on Gene's leg and Tamara's knee. Gene watched her a moment, his guilt and fears draining him of fight."Listen, Gene. Tamara. I'm sorry about this, I really am. I wish it wasn't this way, but there was no choice. You'd have both been dead by now, your kids, too, if we hadn't acted. I hope.