.." she started, but never finished. "Alex?" Apparentally everyone was completely shocked to see me again. "Tanya, Allen," I greeted them. "How have y...u been?" Everyone was now getting over their shock at seeing me, and Allen asked "So, what brings you back here?" "Heh, I will give you the short version," I started. "Remember how mom was the last time you saw her? How she had the all-knowning and all-powerful temperament?" All their heads knodded at this, they remembered all too well. "Well,. " He'll be here," she replied confidently. A cheeky grin spread across her face as she switched subjects. "I'm not intruding on any Christmas Eve plans, am I?"Still off-balance, I gestured toward a well-thumbed Asimov novel on the coffee table. "Uh, no. I was just planning on curling up on the couch with a good book."She shook her head sadly. "That's no way to spend Yule. Let's see if I can bring you some Christmas cheer," she said softly as she leaned down to kiss me. Her lips tasted of. I asked her if she enjoyed the attention I gave her breasts and she replied that she did. She said that she really enjoyed it when I would fondle one breast, playing with her nipple while sucking on the other. She told me that it always made her wet between her legs and made her feel secure and content to be with me. She would want me to bare my chest to her so she could feel my bare chest and play with my chest hair and my nipples. She was amazed that my nipples would get hard too when. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh a hhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah aamieeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee main marrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr gaiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee mujy buchaoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooooo ahhhhh aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaaah aunty bar bar boly ja rahe.