It would be easy to say yes and know that you would care for me and love me for the rest of my life. But it wouldn't be fair to you. I'm still looking...for something and I don't know if I'll ever find it. I just have to keep looking, I guess." I understand. I wish you felt differently, but I understand. I'll let you know what I'm doing and I hope it won't put you in a difficult spot. I don't want you harmed in all this, Christie." I know, Doug. I know you well enough. Just let me know what's. . :DAnk: Very funny.. in blank it’s not eyes..Me: Then what?Ank: Leave it.. I know what your intention is (angry emoticon)Me: I’m really sorry..By then our stop reached and we both got down, she was walking fast. I tried to call her, she said don’t talk to me and left. But there was a small smile which made me happy.. After reaching my office, i couldn’t get away with those thoughts.. I went and shagged off watching her pics in FB.. I kept reading her chat many times and after some time she. One of her men, a Peter Richards, had dropped by her tent that morning and he had given her some interesting news. Elsa told me that Peter had been a communications expert on his old world and that he'd been over to all the vehicles that I'd gathered together in the last few days to see if there was anything there that could be salvaged and used by us. It turned out that amongst all kinds of radios, CD and DVD players, and other nifty electronic toys, that there were three functioning CB radios. " Michael watched her eagerly as he chanced his luck.Grace had been waiting a long time for this and was nervous of saying the wrong thing, after a brief pause to think, she did her very best to pursuade him. "Can.. Can I help you empty your bowels please Sir? I want you to watch me and wank as I swallow your shit, piece by piece. I know i'm just a fat pig and I don't deserve it but if you are feeling generous I would like to crawl over there and suck your ass... please."Michael stroked his.