I couldn’t help it. My heart went out to the big lug.Adopting Buster taught me a lesson about God’s creatures. It’s the soul that counts, not th... package. There is no sweeter, gentler animal than my dog. He just happens to look like somebody shaved a Grizzly Bear.He did not take kindly to the sailboat at first; being a former D-Town street dog and all. But he came along anyhow because he’s my buddy. And that’s what buddies do for each other. NOW, he is slightly more nautical than Admiral. Hussain gives out 10% to me from any payment now it was our marriage anniv and i wanted to buy you the necklace that you liked so much the other day that day i wanted the money so I tried contacting him twice over the phone to inform him that i am taking my cut but couldnt reach him so i took that 10% from those payments without informing Mr. Hussain thinking that he would automatically assume. When he retuned back i forgot to tell him the same****day when the accountant was reconciling the. Helen had no doubt it was George. The world would recognise the visible parts of his face under the white oversized blindfold; she however, recognised the rest of him. Neither Helen nor Sue realised their mouths had fallen open as they watched what was unfolding on the screen in front of them. Kris’ beautiful lips enveloping every inch with excruciating slowness. He was inexorable, taking the full length down to the base and then back up at the same teasing pace. Sue felt Helen tense beneath. What if? That was the persistent question in my mind. It seemed that I had no free time in my mind to think of anything else, once I thought of her again. Oh, yes, I could remember shopping lists, to do the dishes, all the mundane things associated with existing, but the area in my mind that is connected with free thinking was no longer able to drift, wander and roam. What if? Should I write out my thoughts and send them to her? It’s difficult enough to write a regular letter to someone and.