She couldn't move or speak. She started to panic. 'I'm in big trouble.' she thought.Mort laughed. "You're not in trouble." He walked in front of Carol... "I can read thoughts. Please, sit down Carol." Carol felt herself moving towards the chair and sitting down. When she was seated, Mort waived the wand again and she was back to normal. "As I said," he continued "I'm the Love Fairy. Normally, I work in Anxiety closets but I'm helping out for a week or so against my will."Carol looked very. When you let go in me…?” Emily moaned and shivered in response to the prickles which tickled her spine. “When you talked about me getting pregnant…”Her father pushed Emily away from his body, fingers tight around her upper arms, expression intense. “Don’t talk about that,” he growled.Emily shook her head and forced herself back against his chest. “I’m just saying I loved everything we did. I don’t want anything to ruin how I feel about you, daddy. Don’t spoil it. Just hold me.”His heart was a. “Wow.” Rogue dug in and quickly so as to not be caught in the act of eating. Then put together a plate for his Goddess and fixed them each a Coke. The warm food leveled him out and he began to relax.“Come on back, Rogue, it’s okay.” She called out to him.He balanced the food and drinks. ‘Be careful. I will. Quit nagging me.’She was in the bedroom sitting in front of the vanity applying her make-up. He hesitated in the door frame.“I used to have somebody do this, but, I enjoy it and know exactly. She is moving her face so slightly, I barely feel her lips against mine -butterfly wings against a rose petal. Her strong,vine like arm is around my waste, I feel the tendons in her wrist press against one of my lower ribs. Her long firm stomach muscles press against mine - two tree limbs against a seaside rockface. Liquid flowing strawberry strokes my lips apart. I taste faint salty ocean and flowery strawberry. My tongue in her mouth, against the round, slick little rocks of her mouth's.