.. all of them dark.One page told me how to mix a draught that would turn a man's heart black. Another told me how to put a sickness on a person with ...othing but their hair and a few words. There was even a recipe for marrow soup.There were some pages that told of things too wicked for repeating.Many times, I found myself about to throw the book into a well, or into the sea. But each time, I stopped, curious to read just a little more.Then, one page offered me immortality.I thought of all the. He reached inside my underwear and with a little help from me, freed my hard cock through the underwear out in the open. He complimented me on the size of my cock for a 15 year old. At that moment I wondered as to how many 15 year old cocks he had played with. But I didn’t care much as I was enjoying the feel of his hand on my hard teenage cock very much. He played with my cock for some time, spreading the pre-cum over my slit again and again. Then just as my orgasm was building up, he let go. After all, they could accuse you of civil disturbance wearing clothes like that."Scarface nodded to her short skirt.Louise flushed."They will accuse you of provoking the lusts of men and inviting rape! Tiresome I know, and provincial in the extreme, but what can you expect from a backwater country like Zimbabwe? It won't really matter once they have ogled your lovely breasts. They really are very lovely, you know. Aye, and once they have finished examining those lovely white legs they will find. The occasion was rare when she viewed her bust as a blessing rather than a curse. Satisfied, she lifted her face, flashed a smile, and said, "I do, don't I?" Bitch! Clara thought and was surprised at the intensity of her reaction. Yeah. I'd love to be the one to shove your wheelchair down the mountain! And with you in it!' They'd read Heidi in Lit. class the year before, and the teacher had made a big deal through the whole unit about how there was a Heidi and a Clara in the classroom. And.