I wanted to pick them up again when this boy walked up to me and asked if he could help. I knew him, I had seen him every now and then, he lived on th... seventh floor of the building. I live on the ninth. We occasionly shared the elevator. He was about eighteen or so, it was a friendly boy with half long blond hair and very blue eyes. Well friendly he was indeed, because he put my groceries neatly back into the bag and then offered to carry my other bag as well so I only had to take my shopping. Twelve years had gone by so fast, and I suspected the years ahead would pass even faster. ‘Dad,’ Zelena interrupted my thoughts ‘You know that Alanna looks like you, right?’ I nodded and looked at her, certain that I already knew where she was going with her questions. ‘And that must mean that I look like my mother, my real mother that is?’ she continued ‘And I wanted to know if there’s any way I can find out who she is?’ ‘I’m sorry to disappoint you, Zed,’ I answered ‘the egg donation was made. Oh look at the pre-cum forming. Shall I lick it off and then suck your bulging cock into my throat? Would you like that Neil? He answered in a panting voice, Yes you nasty little slut, I want you to deep throat my shlong and swallow every ounce of my sperm. His rough language made Emi wild with lust, Yes Baby, Ill drink all of your creamy cum. Do it for me Neil, shoot your load all over my mouth! No sooner had she said it then he blew his wad, covering the camera lens so that we could barely. He said we would get proper chairs for the cats tomorrow.Tuffy said, "We usually have to eat on the floor. This is nicer."Cynthia brought out the cakes.Sally had brought a gallon of vanilla ice cream.We adjourned to the family room after dinner. Tuffy, Sady, and Missy were introduced to their sponsors.Tuffy spilled the beans about what happened in Occidental. The owner of the cats did not want Mary/Fran to tell everyone how her cats were being kept. She sold them to Mary/Fran. Then Tuffy asked,.