“I think that I’ll share my *lunch* with someone else. “I can’t help myself! My stomach dropped as she sat down and ate her lunch across from me, not a single insult or word uttered. Xx
Billy comes home to hear moans, rushing to his mother who he believes is in danger. Yesterday, however…she saw I was on the phone instead of catering to our usual bully-victim time. My stomach dropped as she sat down and ate her lunch across from me, not a single insult or word uttered. He opens the door, the scent strengthened. My stomach dropped as she sat down and ate her lunch across from me, not a single insult or word uttered. “What a delicious looking lunch, Billy” She spoke loud enough for you to hear on the other end as she freed her behemoth of a she-cock, stroking a large drop of precum on my sandwich. Good for you, girrrrl!”
I speak with a friendly-enough tone, eccentric and seemingly innocent.
