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with her is tough, there are times that I felt like I am adopted because my mom and dad always favor her. She named my dad “tits”, don’t get me wrong, it is not what you all think. Tits is tito which means “uncle”. This is how she looks like when she is trying to ask my dad for a favor.. “Tits, can you buy me a load?” “Tits I want a snack!” and this is my favorite one “Tits, I want a chicken for dinner” Kill the chicken- while pointing at my dad’s hens and roosters. Why is it my favorite? Because

In his essay, “Pretty like a White Boy: The Adventure of a Blue-Eyed a Ojibway,” Drew Hayden Taylor discusses his negative life experiences, and decides that he will no longer classify himself as either a White, or Native person, though he is of dual ancestry. Though he aims his essay at the Everyman, he assumes that the reader has knowledge in Native history. Taylor, the comedian mentions that he never knew his White father, and it is likely that he was raised in First Nations household. This assumption

As you wake up in the morning you see Ruby is already gone she told you to come by Mandy's room tonight and see her plan unfold. That's what you're going to do you decide to just continue to act normal like you have but the day drags on. It seems that nothing you can do speeds up time you check out the TV nothing is on so you play video games and that finally helps. As dinner came and went you continue to watch TV waiting for whatever to happen to happen. You hear laughter coming from the kitchen

Carrie and I drove up to the Poughkeepsie, New York nursing home to see Mr. Henry Willoughby the owner of the Orgasmatron factory. He seemed to be a nice enough guy about eighty-eight years old, at first he didn’t want to talk to us but after seeing Carrie, he decided that he wanted to spend some time with us. I thought it was more Carrie’s tight tank top and tight jeans that convinced him to talk about the Orgasmatron. His eyes were glued to Carrie's breasts and nipples poking through the tank

spilled half a corona on his friend's shirt. Or to recognise how pissed his friend truly was over the fact that Alice Ryan, a statuesque five foot six blonde with legs up to her ears, an ass that had to be seen to be believed and a perfect set of tits had rejected him once again. Slut. To hold a frat party needed no excuse really, however, this one had been ostensibly to commiserate the ice-hockey team losing their last game, and missing out on the divisional playoffs. A team of which the six-foot

her taste, not wanting to take his mouth off her for even a second. Carmody tightened Elena's legs around his shoulders, which allowed him to release both arms and as he continued to tongue to toy with her clit, he reached up to grab hold of a firm tit. Simultaneously, he slammed two fingers of his other hand into Elena's pussy, eyes lifted to the visage in front of him and darkened with lust. "You want me to screw you into next week? Barely, but still possessing enough awareness through his own

Oklahoma, a life begins and feticide is considered viability; which is described as “end of the second trimester when the fetus can live outside the womb; usually at 28 weeks of pregnancy. “(pg.325) However, Oklahoma statute writes, “Okla. Stat. Ann. tit. 21 § 691 (2006) defines unborn child as a human being. Homicide does not include legal abortion or instances of death during normal medical, therapeutic or diagnostic testing. A mother shall not be prosecuted for the death of an unborn child unless

“Hey Bor-ence. What have you got there Bor-ence? Got yourself a love letter?” “Get out of here, Lenny.” “I just wanted to come wish you a happy holiday, wanted a little goodbye kiss and maybe a quick handy, wanted to come by and discuss your mom’s tits for a couple of minutes,” he said. “You got a problem with me being here?” “Yes,” “Oh, come on, move this crappy luggage and let me have a sit. A true gentleman. You’re a good boy.” “Go fuck yourself." “I do every day. Anyway, I was only joking

perspectives from everybody, who all have different opinions and different outlooks on things. One of the best things about it is that no one will ever be right because there is so many ways to look at one thing. Just like in the stories Tom Tit Tot and RUMPELSTILTSKIN. In Tom Tit Tot, it all started with the mother singing about her daughter spinning five skeins that day. The king overheard the singing while walking down the street said he would marry the daughter. All she would have to do in 11 months is to

to middle school when I faced a social stigma of sorts. One day I was leaving class, and a girl stops me, and start touch my chest, and telling me that I have “bitch tits”, and degrading me in front of my friend, and classmate. She also told me that if I actually worked out instead of just being a lazy that maybe I lose my “bitch tits”. The reality that she didn’t know was that I use to go to a gym six times a week, and at times I would go even when my ankles were swollen do to over running, and starving