Something a little more... physical.I have thought of doing something a little different with my life.Have you given it any thought?No I havent.Well S...sha, it just so happens that I have an openning for a position of great importance.Oh really? What is it may I ask?Its something that requires a lot of responsability and dedication.I have thoughs.And it requires good listening and physical skills.I am a very good listener and would like to do something more physical than just talking all day. They sat and watched, with a unexcepted movement, Raven laid her hand on his, with her head on his shoulder, her eyes watching the movie, Withrow couldn’t help but smile, his hand gently caressing her hair. They both noticed that no one else had entered the theater and he smiled, has his hand gently ran down her shoulder, then gently onto her arm, his eyes closed alittle as his hand ran over her stomach, with his eyes closed fully his gently cupped her right breast in his hand, as she sighed. It's no wonder that you and your wife don't have any children." Wait a minute Mischelle, you can't talk to me like that. We don't havekids by choice."Mistake three was met with a backhanded bitch slap across the othercheek. After all they should match, right? "First of all it's MISTRESSMISCHELLE! Secondly I can talk to you any way that I want. You are MINE!Understand?"Her eyes lowered, her tone softened. "Yes Mistress Mischelle." Yes Mistress Mischelle what?" Yes Mistress Mischelle, I. Her clear browns were gleaming with growing love, lust, and pride for him.Abby knew in that instant, and for certain, she was falling in love with Brad Miller. “I just hope you can match that when you propose to me,” she remarked with confidence.“Maybe from the top of a mountain or under a nice tree the day I get drafted into the NHL,” he replied.“I’d have to wait until you’re eighteen? I don’t know if I can wait that long,” Abby said as she slipped off Brad’s lap to look at Karen’s engagement.