..WHAP! One of the twins had slapped me on the ass: "Fuck" Before I could turn around to see who it was....WHAP! They slapped me on the ass again. But...this time I didn't let them get away. I reached out and grabbed Riley by his T-shirt: "Come here you little shit" Riley started kicking and screaming: "Let me go, you asshole" Then his brother Ryan came from the side of the house: "Let my brother go" I wanted to end this right here and now: "Why do you guys keep teasing me? What did I ever do to. ’ His mother cut in before I could continue. ‘Why did you chose not to become a veterinarian?’ The way she asked the questioninfuriated me, but I left the smile pasted on my face. I very much doubted that human nurses were constantly asked if they were in school to become a doctor. It was one thing when a client asked this question out of curiosity, but her tone implied that perhaps I settled for my career choice because I was lazy. Who did she think I was? Some unmotivated loser who cleaned. 'That last sentence had me gasping in disbelief. She could only mean that spindle shanked, whey faced curate from Wales: Gethsemane Goosepath!On the 6th January 1815, I received orders to appear at a Court of Inquiry in Devizes on the morrow. The court would examine the events that led to the damaging of the eastern lock gates of Lock 51 of the Kennet and Avon Canal on the morning of 25th December 1814. It would determine if there had been any dereliction of duty, and would appropriate blame,. I always listened to her, though, and she always cared about what I had to say, too. I walked back, still trying to cover my erection (which was trying to shrink). "Come closer." she beckoned. "I'm not going to bite you!" and she asked, "Well what do we have here?" as we stood toe-to-toe in the living room.She pulled on my left wrist and I dropped it away from my prick. I put the other hand down, too. "You don't have to hide this from me..." she stated, both disappointed at my reaction and.