I pat your head and stroke your curly hair. I can’t help but be pleased to see you acting like the devoted pet you are. Feeling myself melting, I sh...ke my head. To keep dominance, I sternly tell you to stop and sit down. You assume your regular position in front of me and wait for my next order. I am well aware that your ass is on fire but that is not enough. I, too have a burning. The question is, do I let your agile tongue quench it? As I ponder the question, I force myself to avoid looking. Kat looked at her watch. "Must be Beatrix," she said. "Best to greet her with a familiar face, Gretchen."Gretchen hopped off the seat and headed through the curtain. Kat stopped her briefly, handing her a foam cushion, explaining, "For your knees."Trying to stand in the jostling ambulance and looming too big over her frightened friend, Gretchen quickly thanked Kat in her mind as she dropped the thick foam pad and kneeled on it. She grabbed the canteen hanging over Trix and told her to drink its. So I was able to stay at home with mom.One day she invited me to try out the gym she was going. I went there not knowing what was expected to me. After dressing in the locker room I started at the treadmill. She then walk towards me, change some words and then rushed through the workout room. As she walked there I noticed she was wearing some leggings so tight they seemed mostly transparent. Actually, when she bended down you could see her thong separating her cheeks. It was impossible not to. ‘Okay, if you’re hell bent on doing this, you’ll need some help. Here’s what we’re going to do,’ Jessica told them. -2 hours later- ‘What do you mean you and Claire are going away?’ Cal asked, crossing his arms over his chest. ‘Claire needs to be able to relax. The constant stress caused by your fights isn’t going to help anyone, and it certainly isn’t good for the baby. I haven’t had a vacation in years, so Claire and I are going to take a small vacation. Danny’s still recovering, but with.