The girls need someone to make sure the house rules are obeyed and that is what I do.I also play chauffeur/bodyguard when they take jobs that require ...hem to go any farther than the cheap motel down the street. I drive them to where they are going and they call me every half hour to let me know they are all right. They don't say the code word of the night and I am banging down the door and smashing faces. They are late calling and I am banging down the door. They come out with marks they didn't. I can feel he’s impatient. He is slowly rubbing his manhood over my thighs; it tickles softly."Do you think... you’re ready, now?" His voice is so weak and broken that it unnerves me a little. At this moment I only want to be held forever. The rest only comes after.But I can’t blame him. I, too, feel that burning sensation coming from within. My breath is getting heavier and heavier too, as the knowledge of what we both want becomes more concrete."A little bit more... sorry."Then, while holding. Ari entered excitedly, saying, “Prepare the best meal you can for tonight. An honored guest has agreed to dine with us: the prophet Isaiah himself!”“Isaiah? That is wonderful!” she agreed. As her husband took his leave to meet with the prophet, Maya began preparing the bread, fish, and assorted fruits for the meal. As evening came, Ari and Isaiah entered the house right as the food was being placed on the table.“Welcome to my home, wise Isaiah,” Ari said.“Thank you, kind sir, and a. We dried off and got dress and went back downstairs. We know sooner got downstairs and the doorbell rang."I bet I know who that is," I laughed, as Shannon went to answer the door. It was Sarah and her boyfriend Brent. We all wished each other Merry Christmas."So what did he get you for Christmas," Sarah asked Shannon."Well these diamond earrings, and neckless," She said as she showed them to Sarah, "and this as she showed her the engagement ring." O MY GOD, did he propose to you." Sarah screams.