Her hairs up in a pony and she doesn't look too drunk. She has a large tote. She stands there with that pretty smile, one arm on her hip. "Aren't you ...oing to let us in?" "Er... us?"She moves to one side and a woman steps out from the side. She is wearing a mask but she looks familiar. She is dressed up in a jeans and jacket too... except she has on a top that has a deep V neck and a collar. She has nice breasts. The other difference is that she is wearing gloves. You raise your eyebrows and. He was barely five-five and weighed only one-hundred-ten pounds. He had long brunette hair that came down to his little bubble butt. His small light-brown skinned frame was dwarfed by Barry’s beefier build. Barry walked inside, shut the door, and hugged his sissy in almost one motion. “Oh, papi,” the aspiring business major crowed. “I’ve been missing my faggot,” Barry shared. Barry picked up the immigrant and carried him to the bed. As he walked he and Mateo kissed with vigor. “Damn,” Barry. No, Lena, I dont think youre an idiot, I mumbled. At least I didnt think that I thought she was. WellLena smacked her palms flat on the desktopwhy do you insist on driving me crazy?! You and your reckless little friends only make matters worse when you do foolish things! Who made you eat bitch for lunch? Who poured you a tall bitch beer float? Who sprinkled bacon bitch in your salad? I nearly laughed aloud with these, but I kept my mouth shut as she continued. I guess missing curfew once or. "Hmm, that's not much of a ride. Listen sweetheart the streets areempty at this time of night, the best time to ride is just before dawn,we love going for long rides at this time of night," Beryl says.The other two nod."That's okay I can walk home from here."I try to get off the bike but my feet don't reach the ground I can'tget off unless Beryl gets off and she's not moving."I'm a guy!" I blurt out."What'd she say?' one of the other two say."She says she's a guy." Het het het het," the other.