My own inability to seize my female workforce by the scruff of the neck and give them a good shake. To inspire them into productivity.And then B gave ...e my futa-dick. It inspired my workers. Gave me confidence. My ex-husband always claimed women made poor leaders because they didn't have cocks pointing before them. Well, I had a cock far bigger than his.I was so determined to win this contest, marching towards the Land of Transition through the night of Winter, that I didn't notice the fey. Look what they have done to our little girl!”“Melanie, Valerie’s current situation is a consequence of her own actions. Now SHUT THE FUCK UP and take her to the car. NOW! I’ll be out in a couple of minutes.”The woman helped her daughter up and escorted her out.“Tom, Sally, I am so very sorry about my daughter’s behavior. And you, Miss Emily, I cannot apologize enough on behalf of my child. Her mother has done a poor job of teaching her how to act in polite society and I should have taken action. This "thing" I had going on with her was good, it was nice hanging out with her, and not being stuck with the boys.Soon, a nice slow Spanish song started to play."Ohh I love that one," she said as she pulled me off to the dance floor.The song was a slow one, which had the lights dip down low. No one would see, so when her hands wrapped around my back of my neck and she snuggled in close to me, I didn't step back. Her perky C cups were rubbing against me, as we danced. When I looked down, I. She looked at me, sitting dumfounded in the wheelchair. "Do you think... ?" she started and shut up."I sure hope so, it's either that or you have gone completely around the bend. Oh, babe, I hope so. I truly do. Oh yes." Before this I had always looked on fatherhood as something to be shunned and avoided at all costs. Suddenly, without any reservations whatsoever, I wanted to be a father. I wanted kids of my own."Well, Keith, are you up to a trip to the states?" Bobbie asked him. "Bring your.