"Yes. Please?" Of course. Anytime. You can be my baby anytime." Thank you... mommie. You know, you taste really good. You're better than ice cream." O...ooo. Thank you. What flavor would you say I am?" Somewhere between french vanilla and butter pecan — without the nuts, of course. I didn't know you could do that without being... you know... pregnant." Sure. You just have to have enough stimulation and it just happens. I've certainly had enough stimulation — so for me it's easy." You're amazing,. ”“Well, you have now.” She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. He offered no resistance when she pulled his head towards her for a kiss. Laura thought a tender moment was appropriate, but Gavin was a little too enthusiastic and offered a little too much tongue. She couldn’t help but think that he was practising something he’d once read in a book.Or in a magazine.She gave up on tender and forced her tongue past his and into his mouth.She ruffled his hair and pulled him harder. David was 12 years old, just entering puberty and struggling with the rush of hormones that beset him.The Smarts lived in a big, old house that had been inherited from his wealthy maternal grandparents. Built a century ago the house had fourteen rooms not counting the seven bathrooms. George and Donna had what amounted to an apartment in the south wing while the three girls had separate bedrooms in the north wing. Or that had been the case until two weeks ago when Darlene moved into a smaller. Growling loudly, the huge cave lion stood across the body of his prey. But what a creature it was this fierce-eyed demon, palpitating with life and vigor, glossy coat, alert, with magnificent strength.With sentiments not unmixed with awe Martreen and I kneeled gazing at this regal beast while, above the carcass of his kill, he roared out his challenge to the world.I hand signaled for Martreen to slowly back away. As she started to back up the cave lion seemed not to notice us, his attention.