Mmm... I could bide my time...see where this was heading:To stay crossed or uncross my legs?Shoreman wanted to see my squirm, I was thinking of making...his glasses fog up with my pussy warmth right over the bridge of his nose.“Now Ms Richardson”, Oh you always knew you for it, when they used your surname: “this is a very serious breach of the school’s student ethics codes...” He cited some regulations...you know teacher blah, blah...I was waiting for the consequence bit to tune in...I reckoned I. And I never really believed I would reach this point in my life. At one time it was the only thing I wanted. The goal that quite literally kept me alive. When I had no other reason, I had this, and now it really is mine. It begs the question that should have been asked, but never was ... What am I supposed to do now?racheI'm so Numb, er ... gettin Dumb, er ... all the time2009-07-21Wow ... I usually try to write my blog notes offline because the internet café here is right next to the bar where. Sc me pdhti hai uska fig 32-28-30 hoga dekhne me bht hi sundar hai ok mai apka time best nahi karte hue ab khnibpe aata hua ye baat aaj se 2 month phle ki hai jb meri sis ka chuti tha mai office me job karta hua or mummy teacher hai or papa kabapna dukan hai to sbhi log kaam ki wajh se chle jate hai ghar me sirf meri bhan rahti thi din me jise ky karti kisibko pata nahi chlta tha ek din ki baat hai jb mai office gaya to ussdin office ke labor log hartal pe the to office bnd tha isliye mai jaldi. ” The map on the screen changed and I put my glasses on to see it better. A few other analysts came over to participate and I was introduced to them.The long and the short of it was that the current government was under the control of President-For-Life Charles Taylor, a homicidal maniac if ever there was one. There were two separate rebel movements, one in the north and one in the south, both of which wanted to replace Taylor and take all the marbles for themselves. From what I was hearing,.