Get real." Humph." She also thinks you're sophisticated and debonair. Sophisticated, maybe, but I don't see debonair. She does, though."He frowned. "Y...u're right. She's wrong. I'm much too common to be labeled debonair."He spun me around and tried to shut down his thoughts - unsuccessfully. Being considered debonair pleased him. Go figure."Suave, too," I added. "What else? Yeah, I remember. Charming, sensitive and handsome. You're certainly charming, sensitive and handsome. I had to agree with. As for your other question: I don't intend feeding you every four hours," her smile robbed the words of any offence, "and my milk will dry up when what is supplied is not fully consumed. By having children at intervals of a year we can experience both the closeness we get from my feeding you plus the ecstasy we get from joining our bodies in love." She smiled at me provocatively, and then said, husky voiced. "I suggest we reapply ourselves to that latter practice this very minute."It was a. We went to bed, still a little bit wet. We both fell to sleep quickly and deeply. In the middle of the night we were both awakened by screams down the hall. “Did you hear that?” I whispered. “Yeah,” She admitted she was awake. “Wonder what they’re doing?” I asked sarcastically. “I bet they had this conversation when we were in the shower,” She said. “And I bet we’ll hear about that in the morning,” I said. “Oh don’t worry, they’re doing it too, they won’t be mad at us for it when they did. Just don’t think of his thing between his legs!)We talked for some time. Amy told her about the concert tickets we received from ‘Cupid Night’. Koko said she would help us in getting VIP and backstage passes if we visit her.Koko wanted me to take some pics of her and Amy together. I happily obliged. Amy and Koko were standing in front of the sea.Amy: (Daddy is standing naked, right in front of me! I don’t know where to look!)Amy was a bit shorter than Koko. Also, I was taking pictures on Koko’s.