At home, Adam spent the weekend determining the most opportune moment to skip class and run to the bridge without wasting too much time. Comparing the...two schedules, he determined skipping History class on Fridays would be the best option.“It's gonna take some time... but it's worth it,” he said to himself with a pleased grin. He bit his lip, leaning back in his chair, thinking back to when he put his face on Meg's chair. Slowly, he started to stroke himself with his eyes closed, thinking back. It's great though because you saved a ton of money, I'm sure." And you immediately resodded and created a flower bed for pansies and daffodils and planted the lilac bush by the entrance so it smelled so sweet when it bloomed as you stepped outside." And our little white birch tree. How I wanted to watch it grow." I know. Remember when I brought Joe and Mary home." They were so happy when I cooked them meatloaf. You'd think they hadn't eaten in weeks." Home cooking, they loved it. And they loved. There was a State inspector who came around sometimes, and when he found out Bob hired High Schoolers he began spouting about how no one under 18 could touch the adult magazines, even to sell them. He made a prick of himself for a while, and even sent in some undercover people to try to buy them from a teenager.Bob had impressed on his employees, however, that the store would be closed down if they got caught. He’d rather lose a sale than have that happen. It was Chrissy, in fact, who had. DaRon: mmmmm. Can I kiss them.Susan: uh huh. They belong to you today, baby. My whole white married body does.Paul: god that's so hot! DaRon: yes!! Susan: suck on my nipples, baby. Real slow. Let you hand do some more exploring.DaRon: holy shit, your pussy is so wet!!Susan: Well, it's your fault, you sexy black bastard. Play with my married white pussy while I see what this bulge is all about.DaRon: here, let me undo my pants for you.Susan: oh, my god. That's huge. You're hung like a fucking.