Not bad. At two-and-half pounds, the hundred-fifty-watt-hour battery was kept charged by a small fourteen-watt solar panel. Rainwater runoff from the roof provided drinking water. Inspired by the Silver Fire product line, the Sisterhood's homemade copycat survivor stove produced an abundance of warmth for cooking and comfort. Reverse engineering is stealing from one. Research is stealing from many. The sisters scienced the shit out of the subject before designing a virtually smokeless unit with multiple combustion chambers. The Society had little regard for intellectual property or the little "c" with a circle around it. Find the best, copy it right, and leave the rest. "Ho, ho, ho, we got the decorations," I laughed as I connected the last string of twenty-five LED Christmas lights to the collector's battery. The strand of night blondes vision friendly crimson bulbs drew two-point-four watts and bathed the interior of our sandbag bungalow with a sinful interracial shade, worthy of only the best brothels in Saigon. Brain farts are like that. Triggered by smell, sound, or something, they pop into thoughts uninvited. "Every day will be the same as the last, except for one," I mused aloud as I took a puff. "Why would that day be different from the rest?" "It's the day with no tomorrow. The day we die," I extinguished my cigarette. "That's a kinda half-empty way of thinking. I prefer to think every day if the first day of forever." "Perhaps the container is twice the size necessary." I reached down and pulled a six-ounce metal flask from my kit. I unscrewed the cap and filled it with a shot of the Sisterhood's best. "Drink up and savor the moment," I whispered to Belinda as I passed her the brandy. Deep throat Give me baby! Accepting the fate of the two, and giddy at the moment he wanted to happen for a few months in front of him, he grabbed Olivia by the waist and pushed her against the wall. My tummy was butterflies. Jackie was secured in the barrel. He’s so… Rough, but also so tender. Why is that grandma’s always have to pinch cheeks? It had plants and bushes growing in it, so obviously wasn’t in regular use. Amy quickly hangs-up the phone and Todd is left with the dull sound of a dial tone. She used her imagination to picture more situations and scenarios. Interruption dealt with, the class continued without another problem. Secondly, I don’t need to Deep throat tell you you’re in for a world of competition. I lick her from clit to the entrance of her vagina. There have been a couple of girls I go to school blondes with and then there is a girl in my neighborhood that I get together with all the time. “Miss Johnson, this is Nicole and Jennifer.” She said. Noticing the curtains were still open Hailey let go and interracial tried to push Sam down but his weight pushed sideways tipping her out of the chair and onto the floor in the gap between table & wall. “Whose room are we spending the night in, mine or yours?” Tears brimmed in my eyes. Sex or what passed for sex was two minutes atop me, roll off and snore. This can’t be her!” I blush. I was stunned because she had voiced exactly what I fantasied about.