She invited me over to her house. My adult mind told me that she'd decided that she wanted some more of what she'd gotten, and elected to ignore my al...eged "practicing". And of course, that was the truth.And you know what my answer was? What do you think? I dropped everything I was doing, and began the long trek on foot over to her house. I told myself, it sure would be nice to have a car. I filed that idea away for later.I was already developing a hard-on as I approached Diana's house. There. When her young brother-in-law Morgan offered to help the little girl, Fran was pleased, since this was the first time Morgan had offered to do anything around the house.Once Brint was installed watching the evening news on television, Fran felt free to go upstairs to her bedroom, where she could think about the next day to her heart's content. She planned a long bubble bath, a soothing and stimulating facial mask, and perhaps a few moments on the massage pad that was usually kept tucked in the. ”“No, I’m pretty sure its the French word for scallops, but I could be wrong. Want to Google it?”“Not really. I don’t really care what they’re called. I just want to eat them.” She stirred the pot of rice slowly as the liquid slowly evaporated or was absorbed, or whatever it is that happens when you make risotto.Jim put a saute pan onto a burner and turned on the flame, then squirted a copious amount of oil into it. “Grapeseed oil is what Gordon Ramsay said to use. Something about the. He looks back and sees Bloo flying towards him. TAG! YOURE&hellip, Mac instinctively ducks, leaving Bloo with nothing but thin air. &hellip,it? Bloo sees that hes hanging in mid-air, then gulps. He falls on the banister of the stairs, slides down to the bottom and is sent flying across the room. Like a Wrecking Ball, he demolishes everything in his way before finally hitting the floor. Mac runs down the stairs to check on Bloo. He reaches the bottom and sees the damage that Bloos fall has done..