Something blotted out the light, and Jules realized that she had wrapped her camouflaged cloak around the both of them, cocooning them as she hugged h...m tight against her body.Her leather vest was pressed up against his chest, and she had a furry hand on the back of his head, pushing his face into the nape of her neck. Her coat was silky and somewhat damp against his cheeks, so fine that it almost felt like skin, her rapid heartbeat pumping in his ear as she breathed warm air in his hair. He. We just have to start laughing. I'll tell you a joke "Jason told his joke and Marissa groaned."That was bad." Oh, you think you can do better? You tell me a joke." I don't really know any jokes." Then tell me something that happened to you that was funny."Marissa mulled it over for a minute. "Well, when I was in high school in drama class, the fire alarm went off. You know how they tell you to move in an orderly fashion? I and some classmates were walking out and we didn't see that the janitor. "you like to laugh?"she smiles."yes,of course young man,i like to laugh a lot."she said frolicking her poofed up thin hair with her skinny,veiny and witch like hand.i knew she needed a my dick."i know how to make a broad laugh."i say pulling out a pack of lucky strikes i keep in my coat pocket for just these occasions.these oldies love the smell of a second hand strike,they miss it,it makes them feel young,it makes them feel sexy."alright toot's,"i say blowing that intoxicating aphrodisiac into. She had no escape. A figure lay in front of her, stretched out and laughing at her, teasing her.Her hands were led to the figure, splayed across the taut figure and her hands touched warm smooth latex. She gasped and pulled her hands away, but her kidnapper would not allow it, and slapped her for not doing as she was told. Her hands were once again led to the body. With shaking, bound hands and arms, she felt her way along the figure, and knew it was the woman who had called her a slut earlier.