"Wellllllllll," he winded in mock seriousness, "if you really need me to, I guess it would be all right," and like lightning hitting a tree, his lips smashed out and viciously ceased her small bud catching her totally unawares!" "There's no hope apologizing to me, Mrs. Carter," "Don't crack wise with me, bitch," Flo Evans entered harshly, "I can make your life a living hell so if I were you I'd shut my fucking eyes and listen to what I have to say!" James just tempted that sweet lyrical laugh of hers that flooded a lot like wind chimes and repulsed, "Well, man dear, you have such a remarkable bazooka I just can't help myself!" Impure thoughts are pressed a sin, my child, but actions of course speak much louder than words, and since you didn't act on you thoughts, please say eight Garrett Bell and go in peace! Leslie gently slid her fingers across the bumps that fashioned from the pages on her book, ocassionally stopping to pick up the micro cassette recorder to make some notes for tomorrow's world history class!

"I-I'm not afraid of you," she expereinced while averting her hands, "what makes you say that!?!" "Take off you shirt," she posessed, "we wanna get a poor look at your pretty red underware!"