Can’t you tell?”
“Oh, yeah, now that you mention it. Sex video The mix of bright hues brought to mind the many versions of Becks I loved: sweet and tender, bold and fiery, pure and passionate. I snatched the remote from in front of her and aimed it at the TV, finally hitting the power button and blanking the screen. The power of that realization shocked me, scared the shit out of me. “I guess m’not mad about the girl you…dated,” she said. Her cerulean eyes sparkled with love, and with victory. I was helping Becks stick in the snowman’s carrot nose, her cute little face creased in concentration. On the weekends she was even more of night owl than usual and could hibernate into the afternoon.
