Soft kisses against you as I feel you letting go to the moment allowing me to take over. A trail of kisses along your neck to where my lips meet your ...arm cheeks. Gradually I turn the chair that you are sitting on so that eventually I am gazing into your deep blue eyes, I tell you how much you mean to me and a smile appears on your rounded face and you lean towards me to place your lips upon mine. You stand up in front of me all the time kissing me passionately, our tongues darting between our. I'm listening.”"He was terrible! He said all kinds of nasty things about you and about our glider." Kathy waited.“That doesn't matter, honey. Did he hurt you?” Mike's rage burned even hotter than his rampant prick."No, he touched my bottom, but he didn't hurt me. He made me so mad that I jumped at him and ran away. That's how I scratched up my legs, running away. You're not mad at me, are you, Daddy?" Kathy stiffened, waiting for his answer."Of course not, Kathy." Mike paused. "How did you hurt. I laughed when I saw, in the rearview mirror, Matthew roll his eyes.“I think he’s fine,” I chuckled quietly. “He rolled his eyes at you!”The drive took about ninety minutes, and at home, I helped Matthew from the car and watched him steadily walk into the house. I helped Kara get the kids from the minivan, and picked up a VERY cross daughter who refused to kiss me for the first time ever. I decided to let her little snit run its course, so I put her down to let her walk inside.“How is Elyse?”. "That's cute -- but you'll get collateral damage," one of the other company commanders pointed out. "Splinters, flying debris..." True," the S-4 admitted. "But if the troops take cover, they'll be out of direct explosive effect and most ejected material from explosions on the perimeter. It's a lot safer than a 'danger close' mortar barrage. The charges are meant to decimate the target by turning it into Swiss Cheese, not by turning it into secondary projectiles." So who gets to field test this.