‘Where did you get this one from?’ he called out, knowing she was in her room. That was her cue. It was time for her to come out and entertain, ne...er mind the butterflies that hit the walls of her stomach. ‘Which one?’ She asked checking herself in the mirror again before walking out to meet him in the living room. He stood in front of Caden’s favorite picture, glaring at it, scrutinizing it. She came beside him, looking at it. He glanced at her and she returned it, a proud smile on her lips.. Experts have accused the Presidentress of 'wishful thinking'. Laura Zalas, Professor of economics at Saint Anastasia University, has been particularly critical:“Frankly, Knight's statement is utter balls. It has been several years since the blessing came upon us, and since then, 60% of men have gracefully decided to dedicate their lives to a partner's cleavage, but only 30% of women have achieved total dominance of a male. At this point, slave redistribution is the only sane way to achieve. She opened the door, and slowly entered, the silent hall, she could imagine the old chap here, his coat behind the door, his cane in the stand, with a shotgun, tidy just as he always had been though, she`d never before set foot ,but she found the place homely if echoing emptily . It had a simple kitchen, a parlour and two bedrooms. Oil lighting and log fires, a well supplying the water, but it was homely, tobacco and his pipe lay on the mantle-shelf, a book beside his rocker and the remains of. ”“Shit shit shit shit shit.”Throughly soaked shorts? Into the hamper they went, followed by a barely chilly bath. Raging 18-year-old boner? Softened (a little) with some deep breathing and more of said bath. Thoughts of how Diane looked extra hot in his dreams while she sucked him off? Ugh, no please. The last thing James wanted before his trip to the mall was a boner to end all boners before breakfast.But it was hard (pun intended). As he aimed the shower head at his crotch and tried to think.