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buzzed pretty short. When we passed a sign that said "REST AREA: 2 MILES", Dallas muttered "Oh, man. Thank God. I gotta piss so fucking bad." Dallas pulled into the deserted rest stop and nudged my arm. "Morgan. You need to piss?" I sat up. "Yeah." "Fuck, dude. I 'm gonna piss my pants," he laughed as he parked the car. He shut the engine off and practically sprinted to the small building. I was right behind him. I looked around and there was no one around. It was pretty late, after midnight. There

had on a matching pair red-high-shoes. The bottom portion of her dress is barely covering her ass. The top portion shows enough cleavage to make men glance twice. If Veronica offer herself to any male on the street. They will rip off her clothes and fuck her without a second thought. That 's exactly her plan to have Jacob treat her. "Mommm...that 's inappropriate for work. Why are you dressing like a slut?" John questionably asks. "Sweetie, sometimes a woman likes to show off their bodies. I

I whispered in her ear, “O you can talk to me now, since your friends aren’t around? I don’t rock like that, either you fuck with me or you don't.” Kev handed me a drink and pulled me said he wanted me to meet some people. We walked across the room and I met some of Kev homies from his hometown. They was some down ass dudes, we held the wall up the rest of the night and

Sparks flickered into the darkness of the night sky as the trio sat around the fire watching the embers glow. Their hunger satisfied thanks to Amanda and Maggie’s success. The overall mood palatably more relaxed than the previous night. Relaxed enough Maggie felt comfortable enough to pull out a joint from her pocket. Shannon might’ve forced them to give up their packs and supplies at the beginning of this adventures but that didn’t mean she was willing to give up her herb. Holding one end into

this paper is feminist lens. After mom left dad. Dad has stayed strong enough to keep and to take upkeep his son. For instance: taking him to school, preparing his food, and making him the man he is intended to be. “Then father said, “what the fuck did I tell you, Christopher?” This was

“Yeah, fuck me harder... Oh, yes!” Isabela pressed the arms around Hawke who was over her thrusting strongly. “Damn Bela! I'm cumming again.” “Then let's cum together sweet thing. You've known I love when you fill me with your cum, come now,” Threading her hands through Isabela's hair and pushing her into a passionate kiss. Hawke groaned while released another load inside making both girls shuddering at the sensation of accomplishment. "Fuck... Ah... Your pussy is the best Bela, fuck. I love..

minutes went by before I heard “You just can’t be walking off and shit,” I looked up at Ebony and then continued eating. “Do you hear me talking to you,” I threw my food down appetite now a lost one and replied “Everybody fucking hear you Ebony, the fuck is you yelling for,” SLAP! “You will not disrespect me in front of these white folks, do you hear me,” I rubbed my cheek, snatched up my things and walked away from her. She grabbed my shirt from behind and snatched me around. “You been actin an ass

would know something is up." Quinn had her bitch smirk on as she handed Finn an envelope. "Do you expect me to pay this? I don't even have a job-" "Yes you're supposed to pay it. YOU'RE THE FATHER! You're unbelievable! I knew you wouldn't give a fuck about this!" Quinn yelled loud enough you'd be able to hear it from down the hall. Rachel froze. Maybe she's hearing things. She kept thinking she was dreaming. Rachel sobbed quietly in the stall. She's tiny so they couldn't see her legs. She wanted

hips forward, sheathing himself in Phil's tightness. “Ugh fuck.” Phil can’t speak, he can’t move, he’s pretty sure there’s a little bit of drool forming on the corner of his mouth but he can’t do anything because bloody fucking hell it feels so good. Dan’s cock is so deep inside of him and he can feel Dan throbbing against his walls, his tip runs inside of Phil and sends bolts of numb worthy pleasure straight through Phil’s legs. “Holy fuck Dan please move.” Dan grips Phil’s hips and rocks forward

The author has put in plenty of themes, messages, ideas, issues, and motifs. The character, Holden Caulfield is alienated from society, is experiencing the painfulness of growing up, thinks that the adult world is full of phoniness, and is sick of hearing about the American Dream from his teachers. JD Salinger has created a book that has raised plenty of questions and controversy towards the readers. The Catcher in the Rye shows how a teenage mind works. JD Salinger has used a stream of consciousness