. I think that's... quite... wonderful... I think."Her response didn't surprise me. I fully expected her to have some ambivalence about my new plan. O... the one hand, she'd feel gratified that I was interested in lawyering -- of any variety. On the other, she'd worry -- some -- about what Daddy might think. Would he feel rejected? And supposing he did feel rejected? How would Mom feel about that? Good? Bad?... Both?My parents were complicated citizens.Her next question, too, was predictable.. She increased my pleasure when occasionally her feet started to touch my dick. After a while she again softly said oh! karan it was so good, please do me a favor, please massage my hands also . She shifted aside to accomodate me there.I changed my position and as I settled there she said ummmm, you smell so bad, why dont you boys use deo, karan, go and bring that box, I dont have deo but I brought some aromatic oil . I gave her the box and she took some oil into her palms and said come here . I. The man before you has a serious look in his eyes, but also has an encouraging smile. You can't help but think that your know who he is. His name isn't coming to mind, but you know for sure that you've met him (or at least seen him) before. Before you can ponder the man's identity further, he opens his mouth and begins speaking."Hello there! Welcome to the world of POKéMON!"My name is OAK. People call me the POKéMON PROFESSOR."The man pulls out a small half-red, half-white sphere from one of. Craig startled me again, “What’s wrong Andrews? Nervous about the meeting?” he enquired. “Kinda” I said. “Nah, you’ll be alright Andrews, just bat them big blue eyes at them.” He had been flirting a whole lot more since he found out I broke up with my boyfriend last month. Craig! He sucks up to Gordon so much it isn’t even funny, last thing I needed was another cuddler in bed. I had judged him wrong, cos he was always smiling and being friendly. I didn’t need a friend, I needed a monster. .