Barbara Reading Novels & Stories

Ariana was obviously blinded with grief and couldn't think straight. I could hear her coming behind me and yelling my name but I did not respond. I kept on walking briskly, working my jaw and rubbing my temples. Perhaps Ariana also needed to be sedated. She was going wild. We came into the living room and found Barbara sitting cross legged on a chair reading a paper. She immediately stood up the minute she saw us and moved towards Ariana, attempting to sit her down. "Can I get you a cup of coffee?" She asked Ariana.

I added, my voice shrinking until it was barely a breath. Barbara’s eyes traveled over the room, landing on the mountain of flowers and plush toys. “This is about Mrs. Pierce, isn’t it? The Witch of the Neverland Pirates,” Barbara said, trying to lighten the mood. I let out a weak laugh, waving her off. “Stop it!”

Barbara was feeling tired, probably because the alcohol was getting more active in her, she pressed the stereo to play music while resting lazily at the door with the window down, she sang loud with the music, not bothered if anyone could hear her Crazy in her wild imagination, Scarlett brushed her hair, she opened her eyes slightly thinking it was Dante. "Whoa! Dante didn't say his girlfriend is a mad Woman with a nice voice?" Barbara closed her eyes back seeing it was the man Hunter. "You don't want to talk? Probably too drunk to talk."

she got up gently from the bed and hurried inside the bathroom. Barbara finished with her business and stayed back in the restroom. She didn’t want to get intimate, so she peeped at Steve from the door hole. The young man soon fell asleep. “Oh, good” she came outside without making any sound and got back on the bed. Barbara Gillian read through the first one, “The illegitimate child” and the book was interesting and emotional as well. She smiled when she needed to and cried when she read something that was really sad, the book was filled with emotions. The Next Morning

she paused and then sipped her coffee keenly watching her sister's expression. Barbara was dumbfounded she couldn't refute her words as it was all true. Barbara was someone greedy and placed material things before herself. She ran away with Gary when his career was at its peak but when Gary was on the verge of bankruptcy she wanted a way out. Plus she knew Gary was a stepping stone to her career but now she had nothing.

"I have a feeling I'll be seeing you around... Barbie." ​Before I can even process her words, she turns on her heels and sashays away and I watch her retreating back until she disappears down the hall. ​"That's highly unlikely," I mutter to myself, exhaling a breath I didn't realize I was holding... I am never coming back to this den of insanity ever again. Tonight is a one-time-only deal... ​Left entirely to my own devices, a fresh wave of panic threatens to swallow me whole and my heart begins to thump erratically against my ribs. Okay, Barbara... Focus! You're here for a reason! Anyone is better than Pierre and his sweaty, clammy palms...

I glance down at her tits swelling against the confines of her bra, as I try to keep my cock from overreacting. "You seem like a nice guy, Mike." Barbara says. "But I don't know if you realize what's going on here." She shifts in her seat and looks away again, obviously very nervous about what she's about to reveal. "Remember that old movie, 'Nine to Five'?" She asks. "The one with Jane Fonda and Dolly Parton." "Yeah, that's one of my mom's favorite movies. We used to watch it over and over. Wasn't Lily Tomlin in it?" I ask, wondering where this is going.

Kent were probably already asleep, and Barbara had gone out with her girlfriends. I went to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. I wasn’t drunk, just slightly tipsy from the cheap champagne. When I got there, I was startled by what I saw. Barbara, the epitome of class and decorum, was drinking the wine I had gifted her parents straight from the bottle. She wore a robe over her tight dress, her bare feet in contact with the cold floor. Her hair was a mess, and she had mascara running down her face. "Barbara, what’s wrong?" I asked. Even slightly drunk, I clearly was the most composed one.

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As I slowly unlock the door and walk in, the sound of leisured clapping fills the dimly lit room. “Evil Emily. I was wondering when you would be coming to visit your old pal. I have been waiting for you. Do you need to borrow some clothes? Just looking at your naked body is giving me pink eye,” Luna Barbara says with a bite. I can see her sitting in a rocking chair at one end of the room. She picks up a champagne flute and takes a sip.