The Cupid Baby was lighting them up with arrows. After about an hour of just the imprinting he felt an emotion he haven't felt sense he flunked the si...th grade. Coming to a sudden unexpected stop he looked down to notice that he was in this alone. The thing that always had his back, stuck by him through hard times and good. The one thing he can always count on being there when he is alone (like the sixth grade) failed to show up for the event. He could not get hard if Medusa herself looked him. November 29th, 8:19 AMI made my way from my bathroom to the door in front of the room Kristalhad been in last night. Of course he brought her in and I had to removethe pile of boxes, papers, golf clubs, and various articles of clothingfrom the bed first - all while he held her tight in his arms. Sheappeared to appreciate all that he was doing for her, and there in anutshell was my big issue with this whole Kristal fiasco. The attentionfrom Brad was not focused on me.Yeah, I could rationalize it. I sat amused as I watched Carol absentmindedly play with the little bell on her collar throughout the play. Many of the actors on stage wore collars too, but I'm sure that theirs all came off each night when the play ended. Carol loved the play. Her childhood had robbed her of such treats, and I had enjoyed introducing her to the many things that New York offered during the past 10 months. I was more in love with her now than ever. And she professed her love to me every day. In 41 days, the. "You have great hands, doctor." Mrs. Travers, I really don't think..." the physician began, taking his hands from her breasts."Hey!" protested Donna, grabbing his hands and pushing them firmly against her mammaries, "You're not done with my examination. You have to feel me. You have to rub me all over."She rubbed his hands against her engorged nipples and half-reluctant, his hands began to massage her of their own accord. She leaned into them and reached down with one hand to stroke his now.