I guess we should have been paying more attention to the time. I had stretched out between her legs and was just getting started eating her sweet puss... when there was a knock on the door.I’m not certain if Kelly even heard it. I heard it but I wasn’t ready to stop what I was doing. The door opened and we heard Bev call out, “Is anyone home?”Kelly responded, “Back here!”We grinned at each other and I returned to what I was doing. Our bedroom door isn’t shut. There’s no need to close it since. Sarah had finished her coffee and lay her head down on her crossed arms. The night had really taken its toll on her. "Take her up to the empty bedroom." I gave her an unbelieving look. She hastened to explain herself. "I know I only take gentlemen borders, but she has had a terrible evening." I carried Sarah upstairs and laid her on the bed. Mrs. O'Grady shooed me out of the room and I went to my bed. I needed to bunk.A scream awoke me from a sound sleep the next morning. I threw on my robe and. I loved it, we all had fun.” “You and I both know that parenting is more than kids parties Baby.” “Don’t worry; no biological clock inside this woman. That is just not my style. It was fun though, I am glad she asked me to help.” “Good brownie points too, now if someone bitches about you and Greg, you have a friend near the top.” “You’re right about that; I took pictures, we can look at them on the computer after dinner.” > > > > - - While Laura was playing with kids at work, Dan had work not. ..I mean I don't know. Maybe I'm just not cutout to be a salon assistant," I stammered as my groin started to wakenfrom its early morning slumbers. Becky shook her head."Maybe you're not," she said before telling me to go into the back andto start putting all of the styling capes into the washing machine.After about thirty minutes of taking a crash course in washing machinelanguage and trying to figure out the correct temperature to wash thestyling capes at, the right amount of washing powder.