He brought it back and paraded it around with a mischievous glint in his eyes and dropped to his elbows. I grabbed it and tug-o-warred with him and go... it, then he tried to wrestle it from me. We rolled around in the grass, I was laughing and his tail was about to fly off. He got it finally and went off to beat it up good. I looked up at the sky, it was quickly darkening and looking angry, so I called Jack and we went back in. I figured I’d get a shower in before the storm hit, so I stripped. Kim wasn't exactly mother material, and Andrea was no more mentally ready to deal with a baby than with Jeffy. I had means to hire help during the day, so the k**s could be at their home instead of a daycare. I had plenty of room. Kim and Andy would always be welcome to visit, but only as guests. After all, they were the mothers of my c***dren. I had made everything work out to this point, I was determined to handle this challenge too.I worked hard to prepare my home for a new occupant. I. I had no idea that Gail Carson was interested in me."But, Missy," I protested. "We've talked about this before. You don't have to..."Missy hugged me tightly and put her hands on both of my cheeks. "I know you keep saying that, John. And I believe you, but I'm not so sure that Gail isn't right."Amy Sue chose that moment to skate over to us and say hello, cutting off any further conversation. Missy gave her a genuine smile and asked Amy Sue how her mother was doing."Betty Lou and I are giving her. He saw this battle play out in her keen, strong, intelligent, and yet deeply hypnotized eyes. At his command she crawled over to him, her behind sticking up in its tight skirt. ‘Now, slave, a small addition to your wardrobe.’ He attached a thin, black collar around her neck. He manipulated it just enough to show her that he could make it very tight indeed before going down a notch. She could still breathe comfortably, just about, as he fastened it. He noticed a flicker of anger, or defiance,.