?What was that all about baby?’ ?Daryl is a guy I met in a chat room a couple weeks ago.? ?Two weeks ago? How come you didn’t mention anything a...out talking to a guy online?? Candice had her arms wrapped around my neck holding on to me as she gave me these little hot kisses on my lips. ?I wanted it to be a surprise for you.? I was a little confused but Candice went on to explain everything. She had been talking to this guy everyday since they first met. Candice told me how she brought up. Sighing softly, she buried herself deeper into the sofa. God I love U2, she thought. It was almost like she'd grown up with them, like they'd shared everything that had happened to her. And in a way, they had. They'd been there through every traumatic moment in her life. Bono was a surrogate father, helping to fortify her moral backbone, giving her a vision of how things might be. Edge was her unbridled passion, her soaring hopes and dreams. And Adam, with the amazingly perfect biceps; he was. All around him was the heat of her body, the crushing grip that pressed from all sides. He could feel the stroking fingers through the thin membrane above, and as each caress dragged down his length, the tension and heat in his loins mounted. She was begging for more, harder, faster. He obeyed her breathless command just as she had earlier for him. The sound of skin smacking loudly against skin was sharp and high above guttural grunts and rasping breaths. The pungent smell of sex clashed and. But he saw his stupid sisteroutside - playing catch with their father. And he noticed that thistime they weren't throwing a softball like they usually did. This timethey were throwing a regular baseball instead. He would love to beoutside playing catch with Dad just then! Stupid Kelly. He hated beinggrounded!Kelly sat at her desk and talked into the microphone on her computer,trying her best to make her voice sound like Mark's. She thought shewas doing pretty well with it. All she did was.