He waspositive that little girl's smile had changed into a kind of sneer in thepicture. If he ignored the ramifications of this he could say yes on a...umber of levels. The money, the challenge of the project itself and theopportunity to do real marketing, but that damn little girl eye's werelooking right at him, and somehow he knew exactly what she was thinking."Mark, I hate to push, but I want this to start as soon as possible.Obviously it's not an easy decision to make so I'll simply say. He parked his car in our single car garage, took it to a car wash on Fridays and bought gas by ordering five gallons, not by dollar amount, which in those days was still under $2.00. He could play the piano and sing, mostly Chinese songs he sang to himself. While I didn’t understand the words, like Latin Church music I loved listening to the sound of his singing. I remember one song he preferred, The Girl With Her First Love, which he translated for. He gathered Mahina into his arms and they kissed passionately, their tongues twisting together. Her pets made no move, unlike before there was no pacing, they sat calmly at her feet. Fenrir slowly removed Mahina’s clothes, button by button, item by item. He bent his head kissing her neck and then her tits. When he got to her nipples, he bit them lightly, but this was enough to draw a trickle of blood, which he lapped up.He lifted her so she was sitting on the edge of the bench they had been sat. "How long have you know about this?", I asked. "Lori told me right after it happened...she though it was very special and very innocent." I told her I didn't know what to say, to which she replied, "That wasn't the only time in your young life that happened." "What do you mean by that?", I asked. She said, "You were staying at my house one weekend when everyone else was at some gathering. You were ten or eleven at the time. I walked in on you messing around with my undies on my bed, and could.