A Little Bit Longer

our eyes, and sat in silence for sixty seconds. As soon as I closed my eyes, I instantly felt different. My eyes once closed felt heavy, and slightly burned. It was almost as if I had been told keep my eyes held open for sixty seconds. I was no longer wide awake, and mind raring to learn and to go, go. No smell hit me, as the classroom was a scent free room , and I was sitting next to a girl who likely showered every day. I could taste the salty sweat on my lips, that gathered due to the hot humidity

forty minutes and he was tired. I was the only one wide awake so I drove for a while and when the sun started coming up my mom woke up. My mom offered to drive, but I drove a little bit longer until the sun was completely up. My mom and I switched and I slept while she drove and then my brother woke up and drove for a little bit, we kept switching the whole way down. Finally we made it to Tampa, Florida and my mom drove the rest of the way. My moms friend, Fred, was bringing his kids down to Florida

all at once telling me how good I taste, and how you wanted to do more. At this point I have given up on my presentation and decide that I 'm going to spend the whole night doing you. So I decide that you 've been a bad girl and need to be taught a bit of a lesson, so I clear off my desk and put you on top. You start to giggle cause you know that you 're about to have my hard dick inside you soon, however I 'm going to make you cum without it first. So I start to kiss your neck as you 're on my desk

problem, an age limit. Extending the age limit from one and done to 20 or 21, would be very beneficial for the players, the teams, and both the NCAA and NBA. First of all, the NCAA would make much more money. The stars would stay in the NCAA a little bit longer. So teams like KU and Kentucky can ride out big names like Anthony Davis and Kevin Durant. It will also benefit smaller teams. For example, say a smaller school like Eastern Kentucky or Dayton, gets a big name or a superstar that draws a big

my chest. Home. Once I made it to the house, I knocked twice. “Coming!” a soft voice said. A few seconds later, the aroma of freshly baked cookies hit me as soon as an old lady opened the door. “My word, if you and your baby stay out there any longer you’ll freeze!” the old lady said. As soon as she said that, she opened the door wider so I could come in. I stepped in. Warmth came over me and covered me like a blanket. I looked down to check on Gabriel to see if he was okay and to my delight

tires. I heard metal puncture and some glass shatter but otherwise, the little car was fine. I continued on with my interminable

finally finishing high school. Now that I’m two feet away from Miss Mariam’s back gate, however, I suddenly realize what I was supposed to do. I was supposed to drop off that pie to the new neighbor. It’s all coming back to me now, even if it’s a bit too late for me to actually be able to do anything. When I was running late to catch curfew two days ago, Miss Mariam had caught me for a hurried second with a pie in her hand and told me to bring it to the new girl that

I began to lean on my faith and the knowledge that the Creator of the Universe, who loves me and made me in his image, had a purpose and a will for my life. I held off on attending school a little bit longer, wanting my wife to finish her degree and while we welcomed our first born son into our lives a little over a year ago. Roughly five months ago my wife informed me that we were expecting identical twin boys. For the second time in my life, I could not deny God’s will in my life. The rush of excitement

“I am half frozen. I am starting to feel like Steve Rogers before they pulled him out of the ice. Can’t we go back to the room?” “We’ll get some mulled wine on the way, come on.” Colleen laughed as she tucked her Ravenclaw scarf around her neck a little tighter. It was true, she hated cold weather, but she wasn’t going to go back to the room when she was once again in her favorite city in the world. She was going to savor every moment that she was in London, even if that meant she was going to get

“Orion, you’ve been here for days, come with me, take a break. maybe we can get some drinks, you know as well as any it’s not healthy for you to work this much” the gladiator says, leaning on a computer console next to the archivist, nonchalantly gesturing with a hand “who knows, maybe you’ll even have some actual fun, other than poring through these antiquated records” this makes the other scoff “You know just as well as anyone that this ‘poring through antiquated records’ is important, Megatronus