ZAK: Acting?SISTER: Quit yacking and let’s finish this scene, Zak-boy.[Intense sounds]SISTER: Way to go, brother!ZAK: Oh, shit!SISTER: Good thing th...s is Ms. Rennick’s sofa, not ours.SCENE 4[Background of muted conversations, chairs pushed back, coffee cups, class bells]HOLLY: Coffee break’s almost over. Where’ve you been?CINDI: Somebody reported the smoke from chem lab yesterday and the Fire Marshal’s fiddling with the alarm. How am I supposed to run a lab if nothing can catch on fire?HOLLY:. My sisters complained that they thought Johnny was a gold digger. Johnny truly didn't give a shit about the money, he never did. It was then I realized it wasn't about morals, it was about money. My sisters were concerned about their inheritance, they didn't give a rat's ass about Momma's happiness. They just wanted their money. I never spoke with them again. Daddy even tried to send me some money and I sent it back with instructions to stick it in his ass.I too, was now an adult and. I'd never get to wear it now. It still hung, still covered in plastic, from a plant hook in the corner of my living room.The creamy satin shoes, the dainty veil, the wedding bands, the special wedding night lingerie—all wasted. Hot tears coursed down my face at the loss. I was thirty-four years old and truly felt like an old maid. I thought about the "belonging" wearing my engagement ring had always afforded me. I thought about the babies I might have had and the beautiful home I might have. “I hope this is okay,” I said as I thrust into her rubbing my cock shaft against her clit. “I think this is so much more personal and since you are breaking all your rules I am sure you won’t mind.”She responded by raising her legs and putting them around my waist giving me full access and I thrust into her riding her clit on every thrust. She put her head against my chest and moaned with pleasure. Then without any prompting she pulled back and pulled off her tank top exposing her beautiful.