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enemy we are having pillow fight but partner is calm I asked "what happened partner" she showed her mobile there are some messages from unknown number saying that partner is cute and that person wants friendship with partner I looked at her and asked "who is that" she replied "how can I know toffee" I said "it's okay if that person misbehave then let's see" she nodded her head we slept to sleep peacefully ◇POM POM◇ finally she came I felt bored whole day but about someone called dora she is saying she is saying that fish looks like me

Wentworth. ‘How annoying.’ The bastard was lounging like a satisfied fox in my reflection, his grin stretched far too wide for a man with my face. "Lose something?" he asked in a tone far too pleased with himself. I gritted my teeth. "Where is it?" "What? Where is what?" he mocked. "You mean your Spider-Man mask? I did you the favour of tossing them out." I wanted to strangle him, to fit my hand into the mirror and break his damn neck. I hated it when he watched me touch myself and yet, I had a habit of doing it in front of the mirror. Such a contradictory feeling.

I said sighing. He shrugged. Only shrugged. I wanted to say something but he raised his hands making me stop. “I had better things to do than playing with a toy”, he said and I froze. He had better things doing than to play with a toy… I felt anger rising in me and suddenly didn't care if he was the king of England or if I was going to die. “You… you bastard! I'm not a toy, don't you ever call me that. My name is Annie!” I screamed and stood up from the bed to prove my point. He grinned and came closer but I didn't notice, I didn't care.

"Do you have friends? You can invite them here." "Y-Yeah." But they are going back to the Philippines after two weeks. She couldn't promise. . . "Atche Shanday, who is beautiful, barbie or little mermaid?" Sunday and Sydey are both sitting on the couch. Sydney's holding her barbie doll on her left hand and the little mermaid character on her other hand. "Hmmm ... I think, they are both beautiful." Sydney giggled and dropped them both. "Can I touch your hair 'atche' Shanday? They look smooth."

Every night, Alexa and Chris communicated and with the news she was hearing, Alexa realized how close to death she was and it scared her. Clues, Chris had asked for clues that could help them but she didn't know what to tell him...till now. She remembered the day before when Morty was telling her how much he enjoyed playing on the merry go round, or as he called it, the round swing and there's only one playground with that ride in their area, Tim's playground. That night she tried to talk to Chris but she couldn't for some reason. Maybe Josie found out and blocked their communication somehow, but she couldn't get through to him.

he commented. I watched as the two brothers slept peacefully while I sat on the floor with cum dripping out of my pussy and my mouth, a perfect picture of a satisfied whore and I wondered if indeed this was my prize for freedom.

"Congratulations, Harriet Underwood! You've won a horse plushie. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth!" Startled, I froze in place. A hint of impatience flickered across the emcee's face. She shoved the plushie into my arms and forced me offstage. The cheap plushie in my hands felt rough to the touch, and the price tag hanging on its back still read five dollars. I recalled what was written on the slip earlier and knew I hadn't misread it. I was about to go onstage to explain when thunderous applause broke out across the hall. "Congratulations, Katie Thorpe! You've won first prize this year—a three-day trip to Marosa!"

Tasia said while taking the macaroon from the saucer. "This afternoon. Everything is ready," I retorted. "Wait, don't you have work today?" I asked them. Not that I don't want them here anymore but I know that they are also busy with their respective jobs. Suzy teaches art. Valerie who is busy making her new design that she will release on the market. Haven manages her flower shop. Tasia is an ob/gyne and Lia is a wedding planner. "Well, my business will survive for one day without me," Haven abruptly spoke which made them nod. I guess we're the same. Our business can survive a day without us. We then spent the morning sharing a slight conversation about our daily lives. When afternoon came,

It was not a request but i sat anyway. He handed me the book and curled against my side like it was the most natural thing in the world. That simple trust almost undid me on the spot. I looked down at the page, at the oversized letters and crooked drawings of knights and forests and impossible little creatures, and for a moment I could not remember the last time my hands had held something that was not a weapon, a file, or a phone carrying bad news. I started reading. My voice sounded strange to my own ears at first, too rough for the softness of the room. Nico did not care. He listened with his whole body, leaning into me more every few minutes, asking questions in whispers that interrupted