“Shut up, douche bag! I’m a senior now! So screw your rules!”I smiled at my gorgeous love (the aforementioned her, not Little Dipshit), shrugged... and tried to apologize for Alan’s behavior.“Hey, sorry about this asshole. He is the Dipshit, after all. We try to bring him along slowly, you know. But we can only do so much.”“It’s okay,” she smiled. “I guess he’s technically a senior now, so you’d better watch out for him.”Damn, she has a sense of humor, too, in addition to being a great. Her arms were shaking from the tension and excitement she felt. She placed the point of the blade against her belly button."Now, just push," she told him, leaning forward into the knife as she forcefully pulled his hand toward the softness of her warm belly.As the tip of the blade penetrated her belly button, she felt white-hot bolts of energy shoot through her belly to her breasts and pussy. She cried out in ecstasy, scaring the hell out of Jake, who immediately pulled the knife back out. A. ’ ‘I know exactly what you mean,’ said Amanda. ‘Working with the girls at the Methodist Home in East Timor affected my life more than I ever would have imagined.’ ‘Well, I just wanted to put yours and Sean’s minds at ease about Prestonwood. I need to get back with Jim Hale and continue making arrangements to staff the facility by this evening. Please give Sean a kiss for me, and you two enjoy your time in Tennessee. I wanted to also prepare you for meeting Carol Wallace. I didn’t want to. We had little conversation through most of the day until dinner. Linda did a great job. Steaks, roasted vegetables, tossed salad, and handmade rolls rounded out the meal.Three glasses of wine each helped relax the tension of the day. By the fifth glass Linda was slurring her words slightly and weaving around to the music that had been playing since she came in the door. I sat in my favorite chair as she danced around the roo"Do you like the changes we have been going through?" I asked as I.