Sorry Trevor! I loved you but... Miss Carmilla is... shes divine! Shes perfect! She showed me what pleasure truly is! So you wont see me again... I'm going with her. Please dont follow us, we'll let you live peacefully if you just stop fighting. (John
My colleagues have found a new way to see my hanging breasts when I pass documents from the top shelf, should I continue to pretend that I didn't notice or force them to come up with new ways?