How Do You Break Open A Locked Door' title='How Do You Break Open A Locked Door' />You Left Your Door Open Erotic Horror. Elke Bohanson is one of those kind of girls that once you strip off her nerdy glasses and baggy clothes, shes really hot with her long, straight brown sugar hair, hazel eyes, pale pink bow lips and boobs of a girl who developed early. Ever since she was assigned my lab partner in our senior year, Ive had a crush on her. I was her boy forever when she told me that her greatest joy in life is to run naked in a warm summer rain. Ive never told her my feelings. I was cool to be in the friend zone as I had a girlfriend until she ghosted me before leaving this small agricultural town to attend college five hundred miles away. Boktai 2 has the Dream Avenue Bonus Dungeon which normally cant be accessed until you defeat the Spiral Tower and reaquire a projectile weapon to open the gate. Garage doors are a common weak point in home security. Dont leave your home unprotected. Secure your garage door prevent breakins with these security tips. In case you will be needing the assistance of a garage door technician you should find Garage Door Experts. We have special skills in garage door repair. How to Break Into Your House. The door clicks shut behind you only for you to realize its locked. Its a terrible situation. Depending on the time of day, your. Define break. break synonyms, break pronunciation, break translation, English dictionary definition of break. To. Elke and I found ourselves at the same community college where Elkes mom teaches history and we bump into each other from time to time and hang out together between classes. Theres a crispness in the autumn air. The days are becoming shorter and nights are chillier. It was Friday that Halloween eve and I had no plans for the night. I knew of no parties but wanted something to do. Being under the drinking age, with most of my friends gone away, and the closest city with any action more than thirty miles away, my options were limited. After my last class for the day ended, I crossed the campus to grab a slice of pizza from the cafeteria. Standing at the cash register, I looked up to spot Elke, dressed in a baggy sweat shirt and jeans, sitting alone at a table working on some notes while sucking on a big Frappuccino. Thats All Folks Clip more. I sauntered over with my tray. Hey, Elke. Hey, Brando. I slung off my backpack and took a seat at the table across from her. Folding my pizza slice to shove in my mouth, I asked, You got plans for tonight Any partiesNo. Im going to stay home and give out candy to trick or treaters. YouNo, I answered between chews. I dont have any plans. I was hoping that youd know of some hot party. You guys are all alike. WhatWhyGuys love Halloween parties because of all the slutty cats and slutty nurses and slutty Girl Scouts walking around in fuck me heels, showing off their titties and all. Whats wrong with that I like titties. She chuckled though she shook her feminist head. She opened her eyes to gaze my way with those hypnotizing eyes. I think she liked what she saw though she did pick a bad time to notice me as Im shoving pizza in my hole. She said, If you want, you can come over and hang with me. We can pass out candy, watch a movie, do some gaming. My moms out of town. Okay. Great. Ill text you my address. Be there around seven. Cool. Should I bring somethingJust your sweet, fine self. Her comment took me off guard. Was she flirting with me Am I taking this the wrong way or is it possible, just maybe, shell give me some nookie My teeth tore off another bite of pizza as she turned her attention to her phone. I went home, napped and awoke with a hard on at the prospect of smashing Elke. I took a shower and groomed like a damned narcissist pretty boy messing with my gelled dark hair before doing two reps of push ups. I dressed in a polo shirt and pressed jeans, sprayed a little cologne and headed out to Elkes house. Elkes house was an old stucco Spanish style bungalow in the low rent side of town though her house was nicer than the others with a fresh coat of paint and trimmed grass and hedges. There were already kids in costumes marauding the streets. The young ones scampered ahead of their parents or were walking in pods as I parked my car outside of Elkes house. Her lit porch light beckoned the kids with a promise of candy. I got out of my car and walked across the small patch of dry grass yard to knock on her door. She answered the door with a bowl of mini chocolate bars cradled in her arm. She was wearing flannel pajama bottoms and a pink string strap tank top with a turquoise bra underneath. It took all of my will not to stare at her boobs and the high shelf, pointy nipples pointing my way. With a smirk, I said, Trick or treat. Come on in, she said stepping aside. Take off your shoes, please. I stepped inside, slipped off my shoes and placed them on a mat by the door. The room was cozy and smelled of freshly microwaved popcorn. It was cluttered with a mishmash of modest furniture. I took a seat on the beige suede sectional, moving aside the accent pillows and throw blanket as I settled in. I pulled my phone from my back pocket and set it on the glass coffee table which held game and remote controls, a bowl of popcorn and a liter of soda and her glass. A movie was blaring from the forty inch TV mounted on the opposite wall. She closed the door, set down the candy and asked, You want something to drinkSure. She walked into the adjacent galley kitchen and called out, How about a rum and cokeSounds good. She opened the fridge and pulled out a lime and a can of soda. She dropped ice cubes into two tumblers, poured in some cola, pulled a bottle of rum from a cabinet full of booze and fixed our drinks with a twist of lime. She returned and with a toast, we drank up with mischievous smiles. She took my empty glass from my hand and set it on the table. She plopped down beside me and asked, So you want to watch a movie or gameI dont care. We settled upon watching a comic book movie which I believe wed both seen before. We kicked back together and started the flick. Cozy on her couch, we watched the movie though we were interrupted about every ten minutes from trick or treaters ringing the bell. After a half hour, I put my arm around her and pulled her close. She contentedly cuddled into my chest, the countdown was on and three minutes later, I made my move with a gentle kiss. She kissed me back and what started as tentative kissed sparked into all out making out. My hands moving under her top, her tongue wiggling in my mouth, it was hot. Ding dong She reluctantly broke free up, retrieved the bowl of treats and opened the door. Blackadder 2 Rapidshare. Trick or treat cried the kiddy voices. I peeked over my shoulder to see a little girl bumble bee and what looked like her brother dressed as The Hulk. Elke dropped a candy bar into each of their bags before they said thank you and were off to plunder their next house. Now where were we she asked, straddling me as I sat there surprised by her boldness. Elke is a very good kisser. She loves to kiss. Lost in a curtain of her sweet smelling hair, she caressed my face with soft hands and sighed subtle mews of content. I was lost in her beautiful green eyes clouded with brown and a center of lemony gold. My dick sprang forward when her lips pressed against mine. Ding dong She unstraddled me and picked up the bowl before walking the few paces to the door. I looked down at my swollen bulge in my pants, pressed it down and repositioned myself in an effort to cool down. But it was raging with a mind of its own. The rum and coke was kicking in and I felt loose, comfortable and ready to taste her. You will never understand how much I suffered, getting worked up only for the doorbell to ring with more trick or treaters. But as the hour grew later, the doorbell rings became less and less. Each time she returned to me, she sat on my thighs once more, grinding her open pussy over my bulge as the sounds of exploding bombs on the TV set blasted through the room. I slid my hands past the pajamas elastic waistband, down to her hot little box. Smooth with the smallest bit of soft downy fuzz, I imagined its color as my finger slid between them to her wet, hot pussy lips.