There is always someone trying to get close enough to untie my purse strings, as my dad used to say. So I guess, I've become more than a little reserv...d and cautious. With you, you will spend money when you need too, but it doesn't run your life. You love and respect that fine building that Dave and Evie built for me, but you would be just as happy anywhere as long as your family is with you. You aren't after my money, and I've never been closer to anyone since my parents died." Thanks, Frank.. Sure enough, it showed two men pushing Jane and Cindy into a van. He wondered if anyone had been monitoring the live feed, and if so, why the hell they hadn’t raised the alarm. The guns being held by the men were clearly visible, at least from the camera angle. Well, that was a problem for another day.Gary and Annette entered the room, and Ken looked up, his eyes narrowing; they had Knife in tow.“Gary,” said Ken standing and glancing towards Knife.“He was there when I got the call,” said Gary.. One day, I mistakenly refereed to Catalina as “Cat.”“I am Catalina,” she replied straight forwardly. “A cat is an animal. People call me a Pussy Cat. I am not a Pussy cat. I have a pussy, but I am a tiger.”I quickly apologized.Catalina smiled.“I bet you never met a pussy that is like a tiger.”Her broken English made me smile.“Catalina,” I replied, “You know that the term ‘pussy’ has a sexual connotation, right?”Catalina smiled and replied.“Yes,” she replied. “I know.”I still wasn't’ convinced. Look at your cunt, you think any of the others have a prettier one than yours?" After all the shit I've done to her, she could still blush. "Maybe we should have a pretty pussy contest? But who would judge?"Mom leaned into me and kissed my cheek, "If mine makes you happy, it's pretty enough for me."One of the fringe benefits I hadn't thought of was that after a spanking, the tears made interesting patterns on her cheeks with the eyeshadow and the mascara. I had thought about piercings but it.