(I did not send massage on purpose).She: at least you should have the courtesy to wish good night.Me: I should if I want to end the conversation.She: ...o what do u want to talk about?Me: just you.She: and what do u want to talk about me?Me: about you.She: What about me?Me: about your beauty. And not just your inner beauty which reflects on your smile but your outer beauty as well.She: Stop it. You are making me blush.Me: ok I will stop.She: tell this to someone of your own age.Me: When did age. ”“Some days more than others. My job is to work with the production employees to make their jobs easier and safer without slowing production. Hopefully, we will increase production with some of our efforts. I do enjoy solving problems or preventing them. I figure that a problem prevented helps production, if for no other reason, by keeping people from being injured.”Nadia smiled. “I do cost accounting for Bella Containers.”I exclaimed quietly, “Bella’s plant is next door to Chase. Do you work. She even started quoting an article that she had read on the Internet about President Bill Clinton. She said that Clinton had testified before Congress that putting his cock in Monica Lewinsky’s mouth was not sex according to the legal definition.I’m fifteen years old while my older sister Mandy is sixteen years old. Mandy is nothing out of the ordinary. She is pretty but not beautiful, not thin but not fat either, and in addition to that she isn’t blonde or even dumb. She is a fairly good. So did her ass and with that she found herself rising up off her mattress. It felt a lot better then the other night, she found herself thinking. Her breathing intensified too as she found her fingers moving about more rapidly. In, out, and in and out her fingers and hand went around and around and up and down as to give her that special orgasmic series of sensations which would allow her to cum. “Ohhhhhh my fucking god!” she said, louder then usual. “Oh fuck yes oh fuck yes, yes ohhhhhh my.