?Dr. Meyers looked at me and nodded. I cleared my throat. ?Bobby, I love you too, and it?s okay for you to do your thing. But please, please, pleas... tell me before you go out with me dressed as a girl.??But that would spoil the surprise,? he answered with an evil grin. I could have slugged him.?Bobby, I am going to count down from five and I want you to wake up?.?***Bobby stretched, his eyes fluttered and even awake he still looked damn good. ?Whoa. My father did it.? He looked at me,. Twenty minutes later, just as Paul was beginning to wonder what was keeping his wife, he started hearing what sounded like shouts, laughing and clapping coming from the apartment balcony just beyond the kitchen."Hey, the entertainment has started!" someone shouted and there was a surge of partygoers heading toward the small kitchen. After a couple of minutes, when the crowd had not thinned out any, curiosity got the better of Paul and he moved to join the crowd.It took a couple of more minutes. .. Muscles rippling as he skids to a halt infront of our guest... Renae adds a little commentary as Simone reaches out to the dog, half stroking/half fending-off... “You’re about to fuck my beautiful doggy ... Is that making you nice and wet...?”Emma stares down at him, putting a hand down between her thighs to finger herself – fingers over the top of her lips, then parting her thighs a little and bending forward slightly to angle her wrist and slip a couple of fingers inside. Warming herself. I now know Mike Miyagi loved me also but his love was never shown in a physical manner. You have no idea how treasured a hug, a touch on the arm, or a kiss on the cheek is to someone who never received one. I was ten years old before the first person showed me I was not a monster and wanted to touch me. Andy and Mike were the first persons that didn't cringe away from me and turn and go the other way. The scars on my face, which people find fascinating now made me a monster when I was a child..