I was doing my best to follow along and prompting him to add more to the story. I wanted to freeze that perfect day — my son's smiling face, laughte... and imagination — in my mind forever.As I put him on my shoulders to for our trip home, he said it.I tell Mark I love him often. I want him to know it and I don't care who else knows it. I tell him I love him when he's being a pain at the grocery store. I tell him I love him when we're sitting on the couch watching a movie. I tell him I love him. "Roquan said nothing. He continued to cast a level gaze at the Clan Leader's back.Uridon took a long drink of his brandy as he turned. His voice was thick. "Roquan, I believe it was the Urisi that sent the Ambassador back."Roquan frowned. "The Urisi? Why?" I am basing this on what I have heard come out of the merchant guilds of the Urisi Nation. They have been approached by the Council of Lords to handle trade between the Urisi and Oceanus." I beg your pardon?"Uridon let out a sigh and spoke in. They silently asked permission to touch you, which you gave with a nod of your head. I heard a gasp from the other Doms pet, (she will be punished for that later, I thought to myself) as my fingers caressed you and circled your pecks. I leaned forward to kiss them, for you are very beautiful M'lord. I slipped your shirt off to reveal your well muscled back and hung it on a hanger. I knelt at your feet and untied your shoes and took them off along with your socks and placed them to the side. My. "So you've got a foster child now, Mrs. Dayton?" Anna Simms said. "Helooks so happy to be here, I can see."The boy had been day-dreaming when the two entered the room, realizinghow comfortable it would be with Mrs. Dayton. In truth, he felt he'd beso happy not to be facing those nasty boys in his current home-setting;now, he would be able to follow his own inclinations, which often led toreading, writing poetry, doing rough drawings of women's fashions, andfantasizing about being a girl. .