Based on "the greedy the people" by e.e. cummingsthe angry the girls(as he as can try)they shriek and they bitchand they die for a wishthough flowers in the meadowssay Peacethe lovely the boys(as soft as can she)they pose and they. I did a quick scan. Nothing unusual. We got out and went inside. Got myself pressed backward against the door as I closed it behind me."Home!" she said. "Feels like home." Kisses. "Now, your sister said you were an Army veteran. Really?" Yep! I don't make much of a deal about it. Most people couldn't care less, except for the ones who bought into that 'crazed veteran on the edge of snapping' business." But I told you I was..." And I would've told you too when the subject came up." What'd you. He had to fight for control to avoid coming while she was still conscious. It was obvious that she was enjoying this. At last her hands slowed a little and she forced out a choked whisper, "Now! Please!" He twisted the baton quickly with both hands, making the tendons and blood vessels in her neck stand out. Her mouth opened and stretched for air, but she couldn't get any. Her struggles grew more frantic and nearly drove him over the edge. After another minute or so her hands stopped moving and. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you my husband, David."The camera panned out so that the viewers could see who the president waspointing at. Beside her desk stood her husband, dressed in a bright redsuit consisting of a tailored jacket and a knee length pencil skirt, hisbrown hair falling prettily around his immaculately made up face."Or Mr. Melanie Walsh, as he is legally called," the president continued,as the camera zoomed in , "yes, my fellow citizens, it may appear to youthat my husband.Read More
