“But don’t you love the feeling of her hard nipples poking in your back every night,” came a hoarse, sultry female voice from the doorway.“I a...so love it when she talks dirty to me,” Chuck grinned.“Mom! Dad! You just want to see how much you can embarrass me!” Missy said. “Well, it worked! Good night!”She huffed out of the room, partially kidding but all the way turned on. As Joanie closed the door to the study for some serious one-on-one time with her husband, Missy made her way up to her. They found the sign. It was one of the things in the trash that started to burn. And they found witnesses who saw you getting shoved into the restroom. He doesn't want to believe them.He got off the phone, then addressed her again. "I will investigate further, and notify you about my decision. I will also be contacting your parents about your involvement in this altercation. You may go now."Angel was furious. He knew she was innocent. He knew it! And he was going to do what he could to punish. It was a rare and special treat to find cooked meat, and now, it was beginning to realize, there was cooked meat right in front of it.Greedy now, its appetite whetted by the tiny morsel of Murielle’s cooked breast, the raptor bent forward to tear off a bite from Murielle’s soft belly.‘Wait!’ Murielle cried out in its mind, ‘I have to cook it first!’Quickly, Murielle flooded her insides with Phoenix fire, nearly losing control as the orgasmic thrill of cooking herself raced through her. Then the. " she stared into my eyes, "... doesn't love equal more thansex?" I nodded."Yes," she answered her own question. "Eventually I'll settle down withone person. That's the way our species works. We're monogamous. How will Iknow who the right person is unless I know more about the others? SomedayI may want to get pregnant and I have to know I can trust the father."If there'd been whiskey in one of those glasses, I'd have slugged it down."Is that something you want, Miluko? A family? We've been.