“How do you taste, princess?”
She was overwhelmed, and I felt her begin to convulse. “Oh and you might want do something about that
. “Well hey, you both look great, let’s eat huh” He said impatiently.
. The first was a very small black girl named Sara who was about 5’2” and couldn’t have weighed more than 85lbs. “Work something out? WORK SOMETHING OUT? Are you out of your FUCKING MIND!?! You didn’t break my TV or wreck my car… YOU RAPED ME…THERE’S NOTHING TO WORK OUT!!!!!!”
“Please don’t do this” I said.
Mom came in that night, and tiptoed to my bed, like she used to when I was a little kid. I kept on working on my lesson, though my attention wandered to my hair
. ”
All the tension eased just like that, we went back to living our life, lessons, hair braids, and panties with a little makeup more and more days, but every weekend, trips to the mall and thinking about nail polish
“How do you taste, princess?”
She was overwhelmed, and I felt her begin to convulse. “Oh and you might want do something about that
. “Well hey, you both look great, let’s eat huh” He said impatiently.
. The first was a very small black girl named Sara who was about 5’2” and couldn’t have weighed more than 85lbs. “Work something out? WORK SOMETHING OUT? Are you out of your FUCKING MIND!?! You didn’t break my TV or wreck my car… YOU RAPED ME…THERE’S NOTHING TO WORK OUT!!!!!!”
“Please don’t do this” I said.
Mom came in that night, and tiptoed to my bed, like she used to when I was a little kid. I kept on working on my lesson, though my attention wandered to my hair
. ”
All the tension eased just like that, we went back to living our life, lessons, hair braids, and panties with a little makeup more and more days, but every weekend, trips to the mall and thinking about nail polish
“How do you taste, princess?”
She was overwhelmed, and I felt her begin to convulse. “Oh and you might want do something about that
. “Well hey, you both look great, let’s eat huh” He said impatiently.
. The first was a very small black girl named Sara who was about 5’2” and couldn’t have weighed more than 85lbs. “Work something out? WORK SOMETHING OUT? Are you out of your FUCKING MIND!?! You didn’t break my TV or wreck my car… YOU RAPED ME…THERE’S NOTHING TO WORK OUT!!!!!!”
“Please don’t do this” I said.
Mom came in that night, and tiptoed to my bed, like she used to when I was a little kid. I kept on working on my lesson, though my attention wandered to my hair
. ”
All the tension eased just like that, we went back to living our life, lessons, hair braids, and panties with a little makeup more and more days, but every weekend, trips to the mall and thinking about nail polish
Borat is a Retard