I don't know who the fuck really wants a white Christmas besides weathermen. Even my son Steven was sick of the snow. He's five years old and he alrea...y has better sense than the morons on TV who play at being meteorologists.If there's anybody on the planet who likes snow on Christmas less than a New York state trooper, I don't know who they are. Even snowplow drivers may be torn between wanting to be with their families and making a few extra dollars to pay for the holiday. But, to a highway. I went in to her room. My mom was already in her night gown looking very good and at first we were just chatting and then she dropped a bomb on me telling me that she knew what my sister and I had done. Feeling ashamed I started to offer an explanation but I didn't know where to start. My mom told me not to feel bad and she put her arms around me giving me a strong hug then told me how at first she had heard the groans and moans coming from my room that night when she went to investigate she. I began thinking of how attractive my brother was, I stopped myself, For christ’s sake Sadie he’s your dern brother, oh but a very hot brother at that, I thought. I started feeling myself grow wetter and wetter thinking of how he had his arm around me last night and how I’d technically slept with him! I then reached my hand into my waist band and started rubbing my clit then I began thinking of how big his cock was and how he had probably masturbated in this same spot and before I’d knew it I. I’m free.’ But she only made it two steps out of the doorway before she was pushed back into the room by three d***ken thugs. One short, one tall and thin, and the other was just plain huge. ‘Hey Sable don’t you want to say goodbye to your three BIGGEST fans?’ said the largest one. Sable looked around confused, trying to figure out where her security guards were. And the she remembered that those were WWF security and now she was in a very secluded part of the building… on her own! Her heart.