SMEXY:P

With Raymond's hands gripped on my shoulders, he was hard to get off.

" Why are Du doing this?" I said, breaking the silence. strahl, ray glanced down at me with empty eyes.

" Because." He growled, forcefully digging his nails into my shoulders. I couldn't help but let out a yelp of pain.

" How is this satisfying? You're only hurting me!" I screamed, yanking him down Von his collar, making me on oben, nach oben of him.

" I can't help myself! You're beautiful!" He said, sweat beads lining the edge of his forehead.

" You're too old for me!" I said, still on oben, nach oben of Raymond. His panting was a hint that I could make...

I wrote an Artikel on the subject everyone in New York seemed to talk about....Michael turning himself in. My boss told me to write the Artikel for 'punishment' of my late action. Creep. I took my pen and began Schreiben with my Titel being 'It's about time!' and started telling the opinion filled story of my bad boy's story. I wrote about the way I felt and how it affected me , I had to lie. This what I wrote:
When I herd from a friend that this heinous criminal had turned himself in , I shouted hallelujah! Thank God he turned himself in. Du rarely hear criminals turning themselves in. He probably...