“Hey Phil. ”
“This fucktoy did nothing wrong sir!”
“Ten
. . Bill was working on his latest book project one early spring day when he heard a car horn
. Sally looked up and smiled as she realized the show she was putting on. Here Peter, put some of this lube in my arsehole
Alicia went to the kitchen to dish the meal and Kevin poured more wine.
Over the years he had become used to the sight and sound of these big locomotives but the spectacle of the hundreds who were soon to disembark - that was always unique. That morning though and for the last few weeks, something had been different, for both of them now increasingly felt a secret foreboding, a growing fear of fate to which they could not admit
. The IM chime rang again and there was just an “?”
I really wasn’t sure what to make of it
“Hey Phil. ”
“This fucktoy did nothing wrong sir!”
“Ten
. . Bill was working on his latest book project one early spring day when he heard a car horn
. Sally looked up and smiled as she realized the show she was putting on. Here Peter, put some of this lube in my arsehole
Alicia went to the kitchen to dish the meal and Kevin poured more wine.
Over the years he had become used to the sight and sound of these big locomotives but the spectacle of the hundreds who were soon to disembark - that was always unique. That morning though and for the last few weeks, something had been different, for both of them now increasingly felt a secret foreboding, a growing fear of fate to which they could not admit
. The IM chime rang again and there was just an “?”
I really wasn’t sure what to make of it
“Hey Phil. ”
“This fucktoy did nothing wrong sir!”
“Ten
. . Bill was working on his latest book project one early spring day when he heard a car horn
. Sally looked up and smiled as she realized the show she was putting on. Here Peter, put some of this lube in my arsehole
Alicia went to the kitchen to dish the meal and Kevin poured more wine.
Over the years he had become used to the sight and sound of these big locomotives but the spectacle of the hundreds who were soon to disembark - that was always unique. That morning though and for the last few weeks, something had been different, for both of them now increasingly felt a secret foreboding, a growing fear of fate to which they could not admit
. The IM chime rang again and there was just an “?”
I really wasn’t sure what to make of it
