No holding out on me, you hear?" Are you sure you can handle it?" Gruthsorik asked."When I was much younger, I did shit that would make some porn star... blush. I can handle it," she said with a wide grin, then leaned forward and licked the tentacle hovering in front of her. Her tongue moved around the head, and up and down the shaft, then finally she eased it into her mouth. It pushed in deeper, reaching into her throat, she took it without flinching and Gruthsorik moaned again, amazed at her. ..soccer, tough man, nothingseemed to attract his interest today. He flipped the channels some moreand landed on America Next Top Model. "What the hell." He thought. "Nothing better on." He had flipped by this show numerous times before and could not stomach aminute of it, but something drew him to it suddenly. He found himselfadmiring the women on the show. They were so pretty and graceful...theway they talked, the way they moved...elegance to its extreme. Look atTyra. She is such a role. You never had a stepdaughter, and you’ve never seen me before, okay.” I looked at Karla, and I could see this seemed to be important to her, so I said, “Hop up.” She looked at me, questioningly, and I said, “Hop up, and stand in front of me. So I can look at you.” Karla stood up, a little hesitantly, as though she thought I was trying to trick her, and she stood in front of me. She smiled, as she realised what I was doing. “If I saw you,” I started, looking her up and down, “and I didn’t know. “When he comes back on his late day, having traveled by two EL trains, he walks in and sees that the living room is a disaster area. Dinner is late. He sees that I look frazzled and that Cat is chattering in the kitchen distracting me. He says, ‘C’mon Cat; I’ll help you pick up your toys.’ Now that, when he could be complaining about my not doing my responsibility of dinner or having Cat pick up her toys before she leaves the room permanently, shows a deep love.”“C’mon Cat. I’ll help you pick.