So draw on her strengths, show a lot of support for her business side, love her to pieces, and you’ll have the best fuck partner you’d ever wish f...r, for life.”“Thanks, Brad.”“Now Abby is my only daughter and I don’t want to see anything bad happen to her,” Scott started, and Brad thought, “Oh boy, here it comes, THE talk.”“I wouldn’t hurt a hair on that beautiful head of hers,” he replied.“She’s certainly attracted to you.”“Did she really say to you that she and I would be married. Here she is in the Christmas Special." Hmmm. I see!" Exactly. She was supposed to be eleven, but suddenly she needed ... apparently ... an E cup brassiere."It was a meaningless code to me. "Is that big?" It's rather bigger than average, yes. You know about vital statistics?" I nodded dumbly. "She's less than five feet tall, and not really at all plump. Just well-built. She measured 41-24-35 by Christmas. That's quite chunky for such a short girl. Her 'sister' in Visitors wasn't at all happy. Girls threw themselves at us. We had pussy on lock, and fucked girls all the time. This couldn't be. Dude was a Running back. Dude was tough. Nothing about him was feminine, yet he was looking at me with them funny sex eyes. I couldn't believe it. "Since I was 14, Mike I've been with guys. My best friend back home and I experimented and I like it. I like you too" he says and walks up to me and kisses me in the mouth. I can feel his hard dick against my stomach as he pulls me closer. I'd really rather run Ringo with David, and King, if it's all right with Mr. Gravengood." David and King?" Mike frowned. "Those are about the two dumbest dogs we've got." Yes, Daddy. But they're also the fastest. I'd really rather take George in the lead. He's faster, but he's not proven as a leader yet." How do you know they're the fastest?" Mark asked."Can't you see it when they run?" Tiffany asked. "They're always working harder than the other dogs, trying to run faster. And, Ringo is faster.