Get up!” he whispers in my ear, and I can’t help but giggle. I know at this point, sleep is not happening. Rolling over, I look at him, his big b...own eyes looking down at me. “There you are, happy birthday again,” he whispers, before kissing me. His stubble tickles my face, as it always does. I kiss him back, smelling my favorite muffins. “What did you get me?” I sit up, peeking at the bag. “I got you an ice coffee, you’re favorite vanilla bean, with two blueberry muffins.” He offers me the. . as being pepper spray just as she triggered it.If you've never gotten a shot of pepper spray directly in the eyes, don't go out and do that. You don't need to do that to understand that it's a really unpleasant way to spend half an hour. All you have to do is put a little spritz in the air and walk through it. Hold your breath while you do it, by the way. No sense in dealing with both streaming eyes AND coughing up a lung at the same time. Just getting the barest hint of mist in your eyes. You probably won't like it. I promise you it will help and you can poop in no time. I just hope that if you don't like the idea, our friendship isn't ruined." Violet sat up."Luke at this point I'll take any idea! I just don't care anymore! The pain is too much to bear. Please help me!" I sighed..."Ok so maybe the pill didn't work properly. Maybe I didn't insert it far enough. But we can do the pill again...this time my fingers won't be sticking the pill up your butt."Ms. Taylor's face was. She was a little bit fuller in figure, as we all are, but not more than normal. And her face was still round and sweet without being too cherubic. And she still had the same smile in her mouth and eyes.We inched closer to each other, and she started excitingly chatting about the weather. When it came time for her stop, she spontaneously grabbed my arm and said ‘I want to finish catching back to my place, we can have a quick cup of coffee’I actually had to get home, being tired, but…suddenly, I.