”“Don’t mess up my hair! Oh, who am I kidding? I’m already having the worst hair days ever since I moved to the shelter! I don’t have a boyf...iend anymore, since it all happened, either,” Carly pouted, “Can I have Veggie Lovers?”“Of course, you can, sweetie! As for the boyfriend, what happened there?” I asked her, truly concerned as I dialed the numbers for the pizza delivery, “Did he dump you because of all of this? If so, he’s no great loss, anyway.”“No, I dumped him because of ... all of. Only don’t know why. You bigger whore than her. Bigger than me. You fuck anyone anytime.”Ning laughed harder than she needed to and Stone just waited, not exactly pleased with her assessment of his morals. When the laughter subsided, she was still looking the question at him.“Fucking a virgin is more responsibility than I’m qualified for,” he admitted. “Of all the ways it could go, I wouldn’t be easily forgotten.”She laughed again. Longer and harder this time, like a school marm laughing at. Galden then spoke in a confused and somewhat pleading tone, "My Lords, please, I do not understand the reference. How and why, would a 'Bolo' cause a 'Revolution'?"Mike explained with a shudder, "You saw what they considered 'Haute Couture' in landscaping. Just imagine what they must be serving as 'Haute Cuisine'! God, I am so glad we didn't stay for lunch."Rick tossed in, "Yeah, no joke there. But, does this expedition qualify us as the... 'Bun-Bun' brigade now?"At this, Mike howled out while. Being one of the longest standing residents in the "hood" we are often asked to "bring in the mail/feed the pets” when they go out of town. Of course I always volunteer and make sure to go over when I can spend some time snooping around the house. Here is what I have found. I am using initials to avoid detection::J.A.:No sex toys, but a few years ago, she lost a lot of weight. One night she left the blind in her dining room open just enough that I could see in. She came into the dining room.