My son asks me "Mom, can I touch them? Just for a second! Please let me touch them! If you let me, I will do anything you want for the next week!" I s...y "Well, okay, but promise you will never tell anybody about this!" I pull the blouse completely off me and throw it on the floor, then lean back in the couch and tell Tommy to go ahead and feel them as much as he wants. He awkwardly reaches over and begins caressing them, so I tell him it would be better of he got between my legs. He gets off. They flicked a switch on the pump and it started slowly injecting water into Tim’s bowls. The poor kid could feel the water steadily flowing into him, and it didn’t slow down one bit until his bowls were full to bursting. He started having some violent cramps and started sobbing again, which soon turned into screaming and he begged them to shut down the pump, but they didn’t shut it down until his belly was so large he looked like a pregnant woman that is well into her final months of. Again, we divided the problem into a series of smaller problems and assigned teams to each one. We knew that we would be needing food, clothing and shelter, but not in that order of priority. We assumed that the less clothing we wore around you, the better you would like it. Was that a good assumption?”“You bet, although that wasn’t much of a stretch, so you don’t get as much credit for that as for working out a solution for getting the bus back on the road.”She went on. “Food and shelter. Agatha opened her mouth to speak and suddenly it was filled with a tongue. Her body stiffened, she inhaled sharply through her nose and then it occurred to her; Lars was kissing her. She was making out with her crush!Without thinking, she allowed her eyes to close and her body to melt into his arms. She let her crush explore her mouth with his tongue and savored every second of their intimacy. Part of Agatha was hoping the kiss would never end, but her brain was screaming that she needed to get.