Based on "the greedy the people" by e.e. cummingsthe angry the girls(as he as can try)they shriek and they bitchand they die for a wishthough flowers in the meadowssay Peacethe lovely the boys(as soft as can she)they pose and they. She was in a bed with red silk pillowcases. She wasn’t ready to make a more ambitious conjecture, but she was pretty confident about that. She didn’t have red silk pillowcases in her bed. So this wasn’t her bed. She was definitely starting to piece it together now. She was in a strange bed, and it was morning, and…Mindy noticed the sound of sleepy breathing next to her, not quite snoring but definitely the sound of a person in the bed next to her who wasn’t awake. She rolled over very slowly,. Those boys were downright rude in the nasty things they did behind my back. I think they were all a little skittish about my fast growing belly and they didn’t like bouncing on me like a beach ball just to get their rocks off.My cousin Arlene who had just turned eighteen took one of those boys and got him to declare his undying love and loyalty to screwing her pussy in its lonesome. The fact that it was the skillful Clyde was a mite disconcerting but she had her right to equal pussy time now.Read More
