God I’m going to die. I had heard what she was thinking. Sex She tried to rap her hands around it but it was to big for her dainty hand. Well, less audible then, “Oh shit dude. This is my room. There it flick across the under side of the tip. God I’m going to die. Amy got up and came to sit next to me. Knowing him, he’s somewhere out in the middle of the Minnesota timbers getting it on like the horny mutt he is,” I mumbled. She had always been a tease. Her strawberry color lips parted, to show a dazzling white smile. As I set down my black, just kick-it, pearl shit and basketball shorts, I looked myself in the mirror. —————–
Full Moon Rising: Part 1
On a dreary, meek night; I found myself alone, walking down Poplar Ave after a rocking party. I took that moment to slip my hands up her blouse, and fondle her red laced tits. “So lazy bones, did you want to run all the way to school?” Amy asked as she leaned forward. (What? God I’m going to die. Well, less audible then, “Oh shit dude. The drunk high school nobody is killed by the monster in the forest.
