..”He chuckled and pushed the dog away. Jack moved until he sat with his back against the headboard. He spread his legs and said, “C’mere, Littl... Bit.” Lysette crawled over his outstretched legs and leaned back against her dad’s warm chest. He folded his arms around her tummy and put his chin on Lys’s shoulder.“One landmine at a time, alright? First things first. You going to be ok, Lys? That had to be a tough punch to take.”“ohhh god,” she said in a small voice. “Daddy, I don’t know what to. My husband, Dr. Frederick Harmon, dear man, was a full professor at state, when he was killed in an auto accident. Yes, I make good money from my position as principal at Armstrong High School. I have a son, Jimmy, who just started college. Thankfully, his tuition is free.Jimmy is a source of some concern for me now. He is a very bright, naïve, frail boy who stands just five feet, five inches. On his own, he would never get into trouble. However, for some reason that I do not understand,. Ahead, on one side of the path, she saw an array of roasting pits, several of them occupied. As she drew closer she stopped to admire the scene. There was something about a girl roasting on a spit that made her pussy tingle. It was wickedly exciting to imagine being on a spit like that. Behind the roasting pits there was a barbecue area with enough seating for several hundred, with many of the tables occupied, and carving tables where chefs were already busy serving a line of very hungry. As he lurched forward, his torso swung straight out and down, causing his face to have sudden contact with his bedroom floor."Guuuh-owwww…" he moaned into the floor itself as he removed his hands from his ears and attempted to untangle himself from his bed sheets."ICHI-SAN! You're going to be late if you don't get down here NOW! I've toasted some bread for you to eat on the way to school. HURRY UP!" Yuzu's voice once again beat into his half-asleep brain.Ichigo was just about to yell back to.