Angie was texting away again as usual. Angie was on her phone as usual and Sara was now just waking up, well sitting there and looking up at the ceiling. Black porn I’m gonna dismiss that as you being really tired!” Sara walked away. She envied this fact but loved it too, because deep down Sara had always reserved a part of her heart just for Angie and the way she slept. Angie was completely fine and snoozing away. “Um? And for once Sara knew for sure Angie had seen this wonderful occurrence. She had strong features; it seemed that living with two older brothers does that. And for once Sara knew for sure Angie had seen this wonderful occurrence. “Damn, Angie you are difficult!” Sara smiled. Sara’s dad called her a “hard sleeper.” Sara recalls drawing on her face as a joke once. My Second Story since I’ve begun writing. She remembered how her father had worked on it months prior to her birthday. It was really just a matter of time before they’d finally have to talk about it.
