Let's you and I do just that one of these days. Just, not tonight. "Tonight, sweetums, you're on your own. "So, I suggest that since I'm not anywhere...near sleepy as yet, you should take all the time you need to do whatever it is you need to do to get off on yourself. "Look. Do me a favor. Have fun. Enjoy yourself. Then, once everything is all said and done, give me a holler, and I'll come back up here. Okay?" "Gale..." "Yes..." there was a tentative sense of uneasiness in Gale's. You maythink I have little or nofriends. This is false. I have good friends - Matty, TJ and Clio are my "gang". Matty is a fellow artist who wants to animate for Pixar one day, TJ, at six foot four, could be the school's basketball star if he wasn't so clumsy, and Clio is an aspiring actress who is quite gothic and sometimes downright terrifying. Still, you gotta love her. The rest of the school has given us the fond nickname of "The Losers". Stupidbastards.I'm not muchto lookat - even I have. I fetched.“David?” Wendy looked inquisitive.“They’re in the pool,” I said.Just then, a kindle of wet kittens scampered around the house corner and climbed to the porch.“Were in the pool,” I amended.“Kittens!” the blonde recommenced bawling, “I killed a mom!”Personally, I think she’s weaning her kittens.The vet said we’d find her when she begins to stink ... or she’ll come back on her own ... or never.At Seventy-three days ... and counting ... the huge balloon that was a cream with orange spots. I had noticed she left me a list before she left for her business trip. She’s always needs me to do things around the house. This is the only way I’ll get them done. She’ll usually dress real sexy and we have a good time together after everything is checked off the list.Her daughter, who is my stepdaughter is always giggling, when she sees me hurrying around the house doing mindless tasks. She knows that I’m doing my list of chores. I think her mother must have told her what the prize is.