An Evening at Ms Clarks Part 5 Cindys story
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I was just had a blissful orgasm on my fingers the cum that Bob had deposited in me made some great lubricant, when i sensed that someone was watching me and rather than make a scene, I just pretended to be asleep. When I heard the voice calling me, I just ignored it so as to create the illusion that i wasnt aware of what was happening. I felt a hand on my ass, then it slid down to my wet dripping pussy and I wanted so much to moan out in pleasure, but I held my breath, It was when I felt a...
"Hannah can you please come down here and help me prepare for dinner?!" called Jane Clark from the kitchen. As Hannah trudged down the stairs she passed her brother laying on the sofa, "Why couldn't Ben help you with dinner?" Hannah asked her mother, entering the kitchen. "He's only just come in from college and he deserves to sit down for a minute," Jane replied, "and anyway, it's a girl's job to help out her mother in the kitchen." Hannah detested her mother's opinions, which...
“Goodnight guys.” Jake’s father said to him and his mother. He passed from the kitchen into the living room where they were watching a movie, drunkenly stumbling towards the far bedroom of the trailer and slamming the door. Jake slightly turned his head from the television toward his mother behind him where she was spread out on the couch with a blanket upon her trying to keep warm from the lack of heat from the drafts coming through the windows. From the colourful lights blinking about the...
IncestWe got lucky with Nathan being in town but after that, we had to figure out what the next step was. She agreed with me that strangers were dangerous (although I agreed to let her have one every blue moon or so) and we needed to do some research when it came to websites and swingers clubs. We looked at everything, discussed our options, and then decided to pick one website and one club. It took us a few weeks to decide on a website and months to decide on a club as there are many here in Los...
Natalia was a pretty girl. She had long brown hair, which fell gracefully across her back, small brown eyes, and plump red lips which any man would happily have moving across his body. She was a bit on the short side, however she had a body that would make up for that. She had large perky breasts and a rear end which stuck out a little bit too much, in a good way of course. Natalia had been the object of Jake’s desire for a while now. She, however, was hesitant on that part. She knew she was...
How I became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 3 Fast Times at Clarksville High -School Daze- I sat in the hard wooden chair watching the computer monitor switch screens as the fingers, of the woman in the blue pants suit, danced across the keyboard. My mother's hand rested on my knee. Both of us wondered the same thing. Could we pull this off? It was the first step in forging my new identity. That morning, I woke to the sound of Mom pounding on my door. "Alex, are you up?...
Our marriage had been deteriorating for some time. I had been obsessed with my career and I had gained some weight and not kept up with myself either. At 40, Jill was far sexier than she was at 25 when I married her – of course, the money I made paid for her clothes and personal trainer, but she had still taken it upon herself to maintain her appearance and I had not. Everything changed the day she left for a run and left her lap top open. I had long suspected she was cheating on me. I would...
The following Saturday night I watched Jill get dressed in her tight black leather jeans, a black leather bustier, pearls and boots. She said she was going out dancing. She loves wearing leather and she knows I love to see her in it. She becomes a slut when she wears it, always has even from our earliest days of dating. Sex was always more frequent and better and it was that way until I started staying at the office until midnight every night. I hadn’t seen her wear any in some time, so I knew...
It was over dinner that I told her I wanted a little bit of everything and she was very happy about it and she said that was what she wanted as well. It’d be fun to play without me or play with me but she was most turned on by me watching. She didn’t like the idea of humiliating me or criticizing me but she was happy to add BDSM elements into our play and continue to talk dirty to the guy for me to hear. It took a couple weeks for this to happen, almost a month really as safety is an issue....
Report to the King of Sparta. B.C 481 "We must conclude that there was more then one Persian ship in our waters. When one met with disaster in the storm, the other picked up survivors and as much wreckage as it could. The shield is the only piece of wreckage that signifies Persian identity. There can be no doubt that it was a spying mission or an attempt to land agents of Persia on our soil or the soil of a neighbouring state. We cannot ignore the possibility that a neighbour may actually...
Le vol dura des heures, et pourtant Maxime n'en pouvait plus d'excitation. Une heure environ avant d'arriver, il se rendit aux toilettes, et se changea pour prendre sa tenue habituelle - jean, baskets blanches, queue de cheval -. Il se sentait ? l'aise ainsi. C'?tait ainsi qu'il comptait vivre aux USA. Galvin lui avait dit que tout ?tait pr?t pour lui, et qu'il n'avait plus qu'? arriver. Son logement, son contrat de travail. Un v?hicule l'attendait ? l'a?roport et devait le conduire ? l'embarcad?re puis jusq...
Part One It was your typical July in central Ohio. Sweltering heat was keeping most kids inside, but Matt and I had decided to brave the weather in search of some Splurge, which my older brother was raving about. He spoke of Splurge as if it were some elixir of youth, but I think he was just trying to relive his childhood. At any rate, it was better than hanging around our houses, since both of our families were home and made it almost impossible to have a conversation without being...
It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
This story is an allegory of a real life relationship that developed in my life. It helped me cope with disappointment, and to perhaps be better able to accept the reality that had crashed upon my infatuated fantasy. I cope with the friendship better now, having decided that staying a part of her life is better than nothing, yet there are times when the attraction is still magnetic. I’m sure there are many of you out there who have experienced such a thing and perhaps this will give you a...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 3 Par Loulou Note: cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 12 - Rentr?e des Classes pour Chris Pour des raisons diff?rentes, les deux cousins ?taient tout aussi inquiets. Chris faisait sa rentr?e dans la l'?cole de beaut? et Sam avait mis ses nouveaux v?tements et esp?rait plaire ? Jessica. M?me s'il avait dit le contraire ? son cou...
Ce jour-l?, Maxime Lamothe eu 17 ans pour la premi?re fois de sa vie. Bien s?r, il avait eu 16 ans, aussi, et 15 ans avant ?a. Mais ces ann?es-l? ?taient encore porteuses d'espoir. Il avait attendu, attendu, mais il s'?tait jur? que si ??a? ne changeait pas, il irait voir quelqu'un. Au cas o?. C'?tait maintenant. - Ecoutez, jeune homme...je ne vois rien d'anormal. Votre taille ne devrait...plus tellement changer. Vos parents ?taient d?j? petits eux aussi, apr?s tout. Mais c'est vrai, g?n?ralement...enfin....-...
Maxime resta tr?s longtemps dans un demi-coma. Ou, tout du moins, il le pensait. Des images allaient et venaient. Des personnages apparaissaient devant lui. Il ne pouvait pas voir leur visage, mais il les entendait parler. Parfois en fran?ais, parfois en anglais. Il se sentit avoir froid. Puis chaud. Puis froid ? nouveau. Et faim. Et chaud. Plusieurs fois il voulut ouvrir ses yeux, mais il n'y parvenait pas. Lorsqu'il ouvrit enfin ses yeux, il ?tait dans une chambre d'h?pital. Toute blanche, toute...
In this part Theron trys to drug Queen to make her his lifetime slave. And he started to sceduce her hard. [email protected]
FantasyHow I became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 4 Eye of the Tiger -Periods, Tigers, and Spies. Oh My ! - It was still dark when I woke with a bladder filled to near bursting. My stomach flip-flopped in time to the dull throb in my head. As I slipped from under the covers, waves of dizziness sweep over me. Somehow I managed to navigate my way through the dark, only switching on the light when I reached the bathroom. I frowned. Tyler left the toilet seat up again. In my...
A NOTE FROM AUTHOR: Following story, although it changed to different girl in different country is true. It is slightly changed to fit the storyline. A word of caution: THOSE WHO DON’T LIKE ROUGH AND EXTREME SEX, DON’T EVEN START. - Master, why don’t you slap me sometimes? – asked Thia once in the middle of cleaning my room while I was working on some project drawings. - Excuse me? - Well…. I know that you love rough sex……and I know that you have some rough games with some girls….Sora...
How I became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 2 The Girl in the Mirror -The Road Less Traveled- As Mom steered us out of the parking lot, onto the highway, I glanced back at the window. But the face was gone. A drawn shade filled the space where Frank watched moments before. A few hours earlier, I woke to find myself changed. But excluding the fact everything around me seemed a foot taller, (because it was-- I'd lost a foot of...
How I became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 10 Jar of Hearts -I Don't Know Whether to Kill Myself or Go Bowling- My proposed sleepover dominated the conversation during lunch. The biggest issue was how to spend our time. Shelly had half a dozen movies she wanted us to see. Abby, who'd recently discovered K-pop, wanted to watch DVDs of boy bands gone 'Gangnam style'. Brett pushed for us to do each others hair and nails. From where I sat they were simply three voices in...
How I became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 8 The Low Spark of High Heel Girls -Slow Breeze of the Restart Week- I was sitting in the cafeteria with my new "friends," Chrissy Allen, Robin Trujillo and Randi Carr. I put "friends" in parenthesis because that's kind of how it was. I knew their names from gym class. They were three of the popular girls who sat on the opposite side of the bleachers from the rest of us. Until today, I hadn't paid much attention to them. They...
How I became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 12 : Alex Doesn't Live Here Anymore -Killing and Arab- The sleepover was a dud. They say you don't know how much you miss something until it's gone. and I had to admit this was true about Brett. Until Friday night, I hadn't realized how much she contributed to our nerd posse. Even though we had friction between us the last few days, I wished she was with us now. She'd kept things popping at Abby's Halloween night. Without ...
How I Became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 17: Finding Alex -That Episode of the X Files Where Muller and Scully Find the Little Girls with Their Eyes Burned Out Because of Angels- "It will be interesting to see how long the change takes to complete," said Swanson, extracting the needle from Austin's arm. They had strapped Austin to the wheeled bed in the center of the operating room under the multitude of lights. I'd also been confined to a bed, this one borrowed from the...
How I Became the Baddest Girl in Clarkville Part 16: True Lies -I'd Rather Have a Bottle in Front of Me than a Frontal Lobotomy- I opened my eyes to the weak yellow glow of a bare bulb and for a second time found myself somewhere different than where I closed them. The bulb hung from the ceiling, suspended by a thin frayed wire. I was lying in an old recliner. The footrest was raised and the back lowered to form a makeshift bed. Something gripped my elbow, making it difficult to...
Note from the author: The story is in Italian as I realized it is too hard for me to keep writing in English, but I will probably translate it later on. ---------------------------- Capitolo 3: Rachel Matt sedeva al tavolo della cucina di Steve. Una massa indistinta di capelli viola le ondeggiava davanti al viso ogni volta che si muoveva. Indossava ancora il pigiama prestatole da Chelsea. "Non riesco proprio a credere di aver avuto bisogno di un...
How I Became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 9 Androgynous Girl -Ha Ha You're Dead- "Hello Alex," Walter said, "aren't you going to give your uncle a hug?" He stood with his arms spread wide. Walter (barely recognizable) looked like a dead man walking. His thick, lustrous hair had thinned. Now only few strands remained the color of weeds dried by a brutal summer sun. His skin was corpse gray. Large purplish splotches covered his arms and face. "Come on," he said, his...
How I Became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 15: Nice Girls Don't Explode - Satan Gave Me a Taco- Compared to being dumped by Austin, Ian's rejecting me felt like a trip down a child's slide, in the park, on a sunny day, with the birds singing chirpy songs, landing in soft grass surrounded by a ring of daisies. Austin's walking away, leaving me alone on the landing, still stung when I woke up Friday morning. I did my best to hide the pain at breakfast. I smiled when...
How I became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 13 : Lost Girl -I'm Out of Gas and You Need a Jacket- I awoke to someone shaking me and calling my name. "Alex. Alex wake up, honey. It's not even six o'clock and you're in bed. You don't feel well?" I opened my eyes. Mom leaned over me, her face lined with concern. She pressed her palm to my forehead. "You don't have a fever." she said. "Are you starting your period? Is it cramps?" "No, Mom," I said. "I just..." Just...
How I became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part: 14 I Know You Know -I Like Bananas Because They Have No Bones- I thought my head would explode. How could I have been so stupid to not have caught on to what Brett was up to, hanging, back when Shelly and I were hauling things out to the car. I'd even walked in while she was zipping up her jacket to hide the Eden docs stuffed inside. And still, I hadn't caught on. Why hadn't I checked inside the manila...
How I became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 5 Smells like Teen Spirit -A thousand times good-bye - A rainbow of hand-lettered posters covered the lobby when I arrived at school on Monday, a little over a week since I'd gotten the call from Frank. Much had happen since then. I had learned what happed to Bradley Conrad. I'd pieced it together from snatches of conversations I picked up from other students; the halls were buzzing about it. Bradley had lost it Saturday...
How I Became the Baddest Girl in Clarksville Part 6 Girls just want to have fun -Don't eat stuff off the sidewalk- Because I missed my bus I faced a long walk home. Typical of late October, the temperature had begun to drop as evening neared, generating enough chill to make short sleeves uncomfortable. I paused to dig my denim jacket out of my book bag and slip it on. It belonged to Tyler until he'd outgrown it. The shoulders were too wide and the sleeves too long, but it...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 5 Par Loulou Note : cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 21 - Une jolie secr?taire Sam se r?veilla en pensant que jamais il n'avait si bien dormi. Comme Chris dormait encore, il prit son petit d?jeuner en silence. Quand il entendit Chris arriver derri?re lui, Sam leva la t?te pour recevoir un baiser. "Sammy, tu as l'air...
Amber and Jake - An Altered Fates Story By Eric Mr. Jacob W. Watson, known to one and all as Jake, walked with his usual energy through the parking lot to the plant. He was 35 and though he was popular, Jake would not win any beauty contests! He was 'medium'. Medium height 5' 10, hair medium brown, eyes medium brown, body not slim but not overweight. Today he was even wearing a brown suit! Jake was VP in charge of manufacturing at Schimdt tool and die company. The plant was the second...
Thanks to Steve Zink he helped enormously by super editing as always! Amber and Jake - An Altered Fates Story By Eric Mr. Jacob W. Watson, known to one and all as Jake, walked with his usual energy through the parking lot to the plant. He was 35 and though he was popular, Jake would not win any beauty contests! He was 'medium'. Medium height 5' 10, hair medium brown, eyes brown, not slim but not overweight. Today he was even wearing a brown suit! Jake was VP in charge of...
(An Alternate Version of In This White House) Leo McGarry, White House Chief Of Staff, walked down the halls of the West Wing. Stopping in front of the Office of the Press Secretary, he took a long deep breath before stepping into the doorway. Inside he found Sam Seaborn, the Deputy Communications Director having a conversation with the owner of the office, C.J. Cregg. “The two of you,” he said as he got their attention, “come take a walk with me.” “What’s going on?” asked Sam as he followed...
Porn Evening! Everybody has their preferred porn category. Sure, we mix it up, but old faithful is always there for us. It’s like wrapping up in your favorite blanket or ordering from your favorite restaurant. It just feels right. Over the years, I have come to notice that people's favorite porn says something about them. You can think of it as a perverted astrology sign. I’ll show you what I mean.Let's start easy with some POV. POV fans are practical and logical. They are firmly grounded,...
Free Porn Download SitesIntroduction: Ron Popeil offers a new invention called The Spartan Spitter. Introducing the Spartan Spitter Story: #25 Copyright 2005 Written: February 06 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: Piasa_Troll Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** Imagine yourself sitting in your favorite easy chair, nagging wife finally went to bed, or those unruly daughters disregarded your rules and ran out again,...
Story: #25 Copyright ©2005 Written: February 06 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: Piasa_Troll Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** Imagine yourself sitting in your favorite easy chair, nagging wife finally went to bed, or those unruly daughter's disregarded your rules and ran out again, you wish there was some way to spit and process them without spending a fortune, flipping...
If you think you recognize someone in this story, you are wrong. I have changed each enough that if you have a match, well then you don't. See? I made these changes knowing that anything written would eventually fall into the wrong hands. Oh yes, I did make this all up! It is fiction, you know. Sam! Take a look at these gals! That is how it all started. If it wasn't exactly good clean fun, it wasn't the escalator to hell either. No, not an escalator. It required some personal...
The world is full of history and great stories. From a very young age I sat and listened to them and let my mind show me. As I grew older and my magic made itself known I wrote the stories down. It did not matter what else I had to learn or do, the stories still took me away. I was eighteen when I had enough of other people telling me what to do and when. I thought long and then created a wagon like the travelers. I made a second wagon that carried a tent and lots of cushions and a huge rug....
Parte 3- Boa! Exclamou o J, que logo se refreou um pouco perante a minha quase indiferença.- Excelente ideia I, concordou o P, e como temos pouca roupa em cima de nós acaba num instante. Risos.- Não sei não…disse eu, tentando reverter a decisão que parecia tomada.- Qual é o problema? De qualquer forma já nos vimos todos nuzinhos hoje à tarde! Argumentou o J.Estava-se mesmo a ver onde eles nos queriam levar, mas perante tanta insistência e concordância, não seria eu a estragar o barato. Tb era...
7 de octubre 2017ESTEBAN, DAVID, MIGUELDurante el día fui hacer compras para mi casa y fui a vitriniar en un centro comercial, luego en la tarde me puse a ver una película con Denzel Washington y Marc Anthony sobre un secuestro, no pude ver el final ya que me dormí, lastima pero sabía que con la dormida tendría más energía para la noche.Me aliste para salir sola, me entro la idea durante la semana, una ducha y loción corporal para estar deliciosa. Salí bastante sexy para provocar, fui a un...
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Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...
Love Stories(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...
Note de l'auteur: vous trouverez dans ce chapitre et dans les suivants, quelques tranches de vie de l'enfance d'Alexandre. Ces petites histoires, qui se d?roulent entre 10 et 15 ans environ, permettront d'accompagner Alexandre dans la d?couverte de sa vraie personnalit?. L'enfance d'Alex - Partie 1 Arriv?e... La nouvelle maison ------------------------ Victor Martis n'?tais pas m?content de quitter cet appartement qui commen?ait ? ?tre trop petit pour eux trois... Il savait qu'Alexandre serait ...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 4 Par Loulou Note : cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 17 - Nouveau look Assise ? son bureau, Jessica se demanda comment Sam serait habill? ce lundi matin, elle trouvait qu'il avait un gout tr?s s?r pour coordonner ses v?tements. Il avait tellement chang? depuis trois semaines qu'elle se demandait si c'?tait bien le m?me ...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 6 Par Loulou Note : cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. ***** Chapitre 23 - Un matin enchant? Sam eut toutes les peines du monde ? ouvrir les yeux et de plus, il avait une affreuse migraine. Il regarda autour de lui mais pas moyen de se rappeler comment il ?tait venu jusqu'? sa chambre. Quel jour d?j?? Ah oui, samedi... il a...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 7 Par Loulou Note: cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 25 - M?tamorphose Comme maintenant tous les matins, Sam se r?veilla dans le lit de son cousin et la nuit avait ?t? encore une fois merveilleuse. Il sourit et l'embrassa pour le r?veiller. "Chris, c'est d?j? lundi, il faut se lever." Chris ouvrit p?niblement les ye...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 8 Par Loulou Note: cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. ***** Chapitre 29 - La Nouvelle Fille de l'Agence Le soir venu, Samantha rentra chez elle et attendit impatiemment Kathy. Quand elle arriva, elle trouva Sam si adorable dans son ensemble rose bonbon qu'elle ne put r?sister ? la tentation de la caresser. Comme Chris...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 10 Par Loulou Note: cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. ***** Chapitre 41 - Totalement Samantha Dans les affaires que lui avait offertes Jessica, Samantha d?couvrit des choses toutes plus jolies les unes que les autres. Des robes, des jupes, des chemisiers et pleins de tops et chaussures... il y avait m?me des sous-v...
------------------------- M?MOIRES D'UNE POUP?E ------------------------- UNE ?TERNIT? DE PLASTIQUE Tant de vigueur sexuelle malgr? l'?ge Il me chargea sur la banquette arri?re de sa voiture et d?marra. Alors qu'il conduisait, il se mit ? me parler, jetant dans le r?troviseur des petits coups d'oeil amus?s dans ma direction. - Tu sais Lola, si tu es aussi bonne qu'ils l'affirment, je crois que je ne vais pas regretter mon achat. C'est que, ? toi je peux le dire, les femmes en g?n?ral me les br...
Author's Note: Hello again! I've only got two chapters left to write at this point, so I figured I'd try to increase the pace at which I'm posting these here in an effort to catch up. I have several more chapters of this story posted at razmagurk.deviantart.com and at patreon.com/razmagurk Warning: This wham-episode chapter includes, but is not limited to, a reality blind protagonist, short skirts, exciting plot twists, boobs, body swaps, strap-ons, clothing swaps, oblivious swap...
NOTE: This story is intended for adults only. It includes elements of voyeurism, time stop, non-consent/reluctance, i****t, and mind control. If you are offended or upset by this sort of thing, please do not read it. The story is fiction and any resemblance to real persons or events is either coincidental or the result of artistic liberty.Feedback and positive criticism is welcome, as are suggestions and requests.------------------------------Jake uploaded all his work and went to lunch early....
Carol held her coffee as though it was the elixir of life. It very well looked like it was, too; in the cafe’s more direct light, Jake could make out dark circles under her eyes that hadn’t been there before.“Are you alright?” Jake asked. “You look…”“...like hell,” Petra offered.Carol gave that crooked smile again. Something about it was really familiar. “I’ll be fine. It’s just… really exhausting getting here.”Jake shook his head. “I don’t get it. Getting here? From where? And why?”Carol...