She reached behind her and put her hand firmly on his head, “Bad dog, now piss off,” she laughed. It reminded her of the games they had played as ...ids. Alex was always a dog, she was always a cat. But cats get the cream.She pushed his head firmly, but he didn't fall back.“Jesus,” he thought, “what am I doing, time to get out before things get stupid.”Her fingers were running through is hair, holding him, gently massaging his scalp. She held him by his hair and slowly lifted him and pushed him. Amia turned her head, and the two of them kissed for a bit. We shouldnt be talking about this anyway, she said. Its not our place to question the original God. Wasnt that your job though? To question him? I offered my opinions on things, but I would never have gone against his will. Its not like hed have punished you anyway. You were always his favourite. He was like a father to me. And you were daddys little angel, who could do no wrong. I did many things wrong. But he was always much nicer. .." I wouldn't hurt you Mr. Bernie, you've been super nice to me," thedroid innocently protested."Bah, you can't fool me girly," Guns growled. "I know you tramps arealways hurting nice young men like Mr. Sternstein." Well we don't mean it," Sam giggled."I know that girly, that's why I stay away from your type. Well unless Iam drunk," Guns admitted. "But I haven't answered your question Bernie.Its the difference between probabilistic and deterministic searches." I don't follow what you mean, Mr.. Husband asked me if felt ok said felt great and he asked i flirt some with man because he mentioned in private to him guess about liking my ass and so laughed it off really but did make sure he got good sights through the evening just cards some drinks really light kinda. Got up for another drink or make one and went to go to bathroom down hallway like a trailer kinda and at end and the other mans wife was in it i could hear so i turned to walk back and the husband was right there behind me and.