I fixed the shirt a little and thought I was missing something. Porn What the hell dose she do? “Thanks for the save, babe” she whispered into my ear. Her stomach is toned, not like her abs are better than mine but she has a flat stomach with a cute little belly button. I figured I had at least half an hour before I needed to be ready. I spot my friend Craig in the vending machine area, kicking the crap out of the machine and yelling something about it being a dirty whore who was in need of a shotgun accident. “Dude what’s up?” I say as he sees me. “Alright, reservations are made under the name of Wade, how many?” Well if I had my way it be three, but we’ll just have to see what Shelly wants. Today she decided that she wanted to wear the shortest skirt in the history of mini-skirts.
