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Would the bus ever come? How would she get home? A shiny white van pulled up across the street and a clean-cut young businessman leaned out the window calling, “Hey lady, haven’t you heard? The buses are out of service because of the fog . The three throbbing cocks mesmerized her. Trash shouldn’t talk . . Theresa was an Olympic-caliber bitch, who constantly was up and all over Tommy’s ass for no good reason, incessantly complaining about him to my wife and all the other yentas in the neighborhood, and generally going out of her way to make his life a living hell during every hour spent awake