Now, my friend has been going all health nut on me, telling me to lower this that and the other when it came to blood pressure, cholesterol and stress... This included eating things like vegetables and stuff. I didn’t like them, but I’d suffer through them when he pushed hard enough. Today was a rare occasion, since I needed something before I left. All that was in the fridge was a bowl of salad. It had a bunch of colors and stuff, but I didn’t care, it was a kind of food. Maybe he would have. "you okay?"i asked."i want this" she said kissing me again.i began rubbing her thighs and her wetting pussy through her jeans. i could feel the heat between her legs. i reached under her shirt and rolled her nipple between my fingers. she let out a soft moan. my other hand started to undo her jeans. my hand started to go inside her jeans when my front door opened. my mom was home. we sprang up trying to look all innocent as the last parts of the credits of the movie rolled by. "i see you really. "We see them on the scopes back at the pole, but I never realized how big and loud and scary they are in real life." Who's shooting missiles at us?" squawked Bob. He reached for the reins to the sleigh automatically. It was the first time he'd felt the need to do that.Gwyneth leaned forward and peered at a readout on the dashboard."Palestinians," she said. "They always shoot at us. So do the North Koreans. Others too, if they can get their hands on something to launch. Sorry. I wasn't paying. Damon tried to find a reason to refuse her offer, at the same time hoping he wouldn't find any.Maybe she's some kind of a total disgusting slut. No, she's too adorable, no way.Maybe she's... she's so god-damn cute...''Alright, I guess that's fine. If just for a while.'' he said.CHRISTINEWhat the fuck am I doing?While they were walking towards her room, jokingly having a fight about who was the best superhero of all time, she kept promising herself all they would do is just talk. The notion that.