.. perfect,” he sighed happily though he didn’t indicate if he was talking about the tea, the cookie, or perhaps Kimber herself. Really, he was th...nking of all three. The cookies actually were not something he asked for, but he liked that Kimber was thinking, and wasn’t content to be some mild drone.“I still have work to do,” Maeson told her, as he took his phone out and called up a preprogrammed routine, “but that doesn’t mean you can’t start.” Maeson hit a few buttons, grinned wickedly at. .our relationship changed. we were asleep in bed and i was woken up by her phone ringing. i didnt wake all the way up, just enough to see her get up to the bathroom. i fell back asleep and was woken back up when she came out and instead of coming to bed, she left the room. i got up to and stuck my head around the door to see what she was doing. i got an instant hard on when i saw her going to the door dressed in some sexy lingerie. when she opened the door, her boyfriend came in and closed the. Often the recipient of his tale would shake his head in wonder at the passion Brian carried for his departed K-9 companion.Brian was the only parishioner that had ever brought his collie to Saint James United Methodist Church in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. Benjamin attended services with a faithfulness that would put the staunch old folks to shame. Wherever Brian went, except to the foundry, Benjamin was beside him, looking out for danger and protecting his best friend. Church people marveled at. "Oh. Yeah. Uh, sorry about that?" she offered hopefully.Damn, she was good. That last little wistful apology almost did in my resolve. But there were serious issues at stake here, not the least of which was the consumption of alcohol by a minor. I took a deep breath and plowed onward."I'm afraid 'Sorry' won't do, this time," I said, in my best 'Dad' mode. "You need to understand that when we are outside of this house, you cannot break the law, period. As long as you are a minor, you must behave.