“Do I really have to wear this? It’s really ridiculous! Like anyone will see that I wear matching lingerie under my dress”, Marco said annoyed. “I already told you Marco, that’s what she would wear too. If you don’t want to go out with me to that really expensive restaurant, then just say it already! But remember you owe me big”, Roger said pretending to be angry.
It was the day after summer and I wanted to hang out with some friends over the summertime even if its just playing video games. Since I’m one of those bums who needs ideas I decide to look on the internet because if that fails you always have friends opinions, family, even people at resteraunt you don’t know. I typed in the search bar “great places to go with friends.”
If there is one thing Lorenzo Donati did not lack, it was certainly ambition. His unprecedented rise to the top of Venetian politics was fueled by that most basic of human vices–greed. He wanted money, wanted power, wanted the world for himself, and he was willing to do just about anything to get it.
Idling at my computer, generally just messing around. It was a slow day and I had decided to keep it that way.
When I browsed the net for funny pictures my conversation bar began to flash. Somebody wanted to start a chat with me.
Clicking the bar the name “Sandra Cromwell” appeared. The hot girl from work? Why did she start a conversation with me? Could it be…?
Regardless of the reason the outcome could only be good.
So I accepted the convo.
“Okay…so let me get this straight…” a soft voice emitted from a rather young man bound up by the wrist by some yellow glowing halo like object while trying to sit up properly on the uncomfortable brick flooring by the pool, “Y-you are an alien…not here to destroy the world, recon, or even do diplomacy…your just here on vacation!?” The soft voice of the young man turned raspy as he screamed at his Milf of a neighbor Rebbecca sprawled out on her back in her underwear no less on top of her chair. Sighing loudly from having to hear this kids question over and over again in different forms.
So, this is me, Amy. I am lying in a couch completely naked, wating for a man from work to come and have sex with me. I wasn’t always like this. The truth is that I wouldn’t act this way before the event.
It had taken Tammy (21) about two week to realise that there was something wrong with her journey home from picking up her brother. She had notice that she had no recollection of driving home, all she could remember was picking Alex (16) up and then siting in the driveway as Alex ran into the house. There was just this massive blank in the middle, she may not have caught on to this so soon if two things hadn’t changed in her car, the first was running out of tissues in the first week and the second was a sticky stain slowly grown on her nice leather seat in the second week.
Ha! It’s ironic, I possessed this woman’s body because I wanted a really good close up look at the female form but I can hardly see the most important parts without a mirror. Luckily this body feels even better than it looks, turns out it’s a lot of fun exploring with your fingers as well as your eyes.
“Come on, don´t be such a pussy!” Hearing a thing like that from your girlfriend makes you suprisingly brave quite fast.
“Don´t you believe the old stories about this place?”, I tried to man up but on the inside I was deathly afraid. The stories I´ve heard from this place made me vow to never set my foot inside of here. A vow that I broke just so I could keep Amanda as my girlfriend, didn´t want her to think that I wasn´t a man enough for her.
“Nathan!….Nathan where are you!?” Alexis shouted from her bedroom as she scrambles in such a panic. She had been given the task of watching over her neighbors mischievous child Nathan over the weekend while his parents are away for a quick weekend get away. However, Nathan has proven to be a bit too much for the poor baby sitter. Terrorizing her with an array of toys from water gun run byes to getting shot by an odd catapult contraption the boy had built. “I swear Nathan, if your going to pull some crazy shit again I’m going to call you parents!” She shouts listening for the soft squeak of his voice, “I’m being serious. I will not tolerate being hit with a fast ball again you li -*thump* huh?” She stopped her rant mid way from a loud thud coming from the living room.