I sat on my bed.
I edited a couple of the pictures for the sake of the story, and wound up removing the watermark, but these are all property of either or.
My room looked like a big nursery, right out of my wildest dreams.
Katie wondered if maybe she was letting her imagination get away from her, there had to be an explanation for the bowl being in the closet, but what could it be? Johnston led the girls out to the minivan which was parked in a secluded area of the parking lot.
They left the store quietly, packed the car and were on their way.
Fortunately I was able to pay for my groceries, and as I was loading them into my trunk, my bowels just let loose without any warning.