"Amy smiled at the young man, and replied, "That is no problem I have scanned the food, and I can now replicate it if you want." Maybe next time, but ...onight it's the real thing,"Just then, Ken and Tammy came in through the door.Marie stood up and looked for Andy. "Where is my husband?"Tammy walked over to her mother."Mom, did you know Daddy is real sick?" When she shook her head no, she continued. "Why didn't he tell us?"Marie went white at her daughter's words. "How sick is he?"Tammy hugged. .." I smiled at them, panting. One could be forgiven for thinking that someone had ladled a few scoops of wallpaper paste over their heads? Sperm was splattered in Gemma's dark, bobbed hair and strands and loops of it trickled down her face. It was the same with redhead; thick spunk had shot across her eyelids and now her mascara had run too, which I found really sexy! Their faces looked as if someone had held a blowtorch against a waxwork model's head! They were saturated with thick, gooey. I mean, now that I know about it, I'm like the only kid who doesn't start laughing when the teacher talks about penises." Martin snorted a bit, Addie glared at him, he may be an adult but his sense of humor regularly was childish. "Anyway..." she continued, "The only thing the books won't teach you is like...about love and boys and stuff. Or what 'fucking' means..." Martin looked at his daughter with wide eyes, and she brought her fingers to her mouth, "Sorry!" She giggled, and he rolled his. None theless, I have determined that Penny needs a bra to be like other girls. Iwill just be a little kid if I don't get a bra.Penny isn't going to have a boy roommate forever. And I may never havegirl boobs but I still need that bra to feel like a woman. I may have toput Kleenex under my bra but I am determined that I will have one. I amgoing to help Penny buy that bra and this is my journal.Thursday August 24: Buying my first braDear diary, Let me tell you about 'my' shoesAt 3:30 pm, I go.