Of course Star Trek was on now -- didn't those bitches know what a VCR was for? With his head down so that no one in the bar could see him crying, he ...ushed toward the door and out to his station wagon.He got in the car and started the engine, but just sat there crying. But after a while his sorrow turned to anger.He backed his car out, but instead of leaving, he drove farther to the back of the lot where the asphalt was cracked and uneven, and was poorly lit. He shut off the engine and went to. I've been working hard at getting in touch with my feminine side, because I've heard women say they're much better at multitasking than men. Eight's my limit, so does that make me as good as a woman?"Vanessa said, "You're getting close. Keep trying."Prof said, "I'm trying to imagine what it's like to have eight distinct, conscious lines of thought going at once. Is it like there are eight of you in your head?"I'd thought this question might come up ever since I showed Prof the piece of paper. Swaying her hips in a circular motion that she knew Jack loved as he watched her dimples in the small of her back. Jack totally forgot where he was because he suddenly tensed up as the door across from where they were opened up and heard the sounds of high heels clicking on the floor heading towards the mirror. This didn’t faze Ann not one bit as she continued working on her man with a huge grin on her face. Ann leans backwards arching her back closer to jack moving her left arm behind Jack’s. She teared up, curled up against him and sobbed into his chest, letting all the hurting go. He held her tight, rocking her, comforting her as she cried. As her tears slowed dried, and her breath slowed, he stated quietly, "I love you Kitty."* * *He held her and rocked her as she sobbed out her fears and insecurities into his shoulder. He rested his chin on the top of her head and rubbed her back, proud of how well she handled her punishment, knowing it was extremely difficult for her. He just.