.thing.Hello. You mayhave heardabout me. My name is Chris Griffin, and not much is known about me. I'm mainly considered a "space occupier", among oth...r things, but that's only because everyone's too busypaying attention to either Brian, Stewie or Peter. There's a lot more to me than what is seen on the surface.As you mayalreadyknow, I love to paint. It's my passion, really, art is. I nearly became the famous artist'Christobel', but that bastard Antonio Monatti tried to turn me into something. At that moment, she was like a vanilla ice-cream with strawberry slices in it. She was like a goddess. I just knelt before her a few feet away and raised my arms to either side, asking her to come into my embrace.Seeing my reaction, she blushed and came to me and hugged me while she was standing, and I am kneeling. Her hands were around my head, and my face was directly in her navel. I hugged her around. Her smooth flat tummy with no fat was just killing me.So I started kissing and sucking her. It had turned out better than he had expected. If she was honest with him, and with herself, she wouldn't have to see him drool or wait while an orderly changed his diaper. Perhaps he could die with some dignity. He nodded his acceptance, and permitted her to embrace him, as well as the chair would allow.Joe provided them with transportation to their home. En route, he contacted Jim, the only other boss with whom he felt any kind of kinship, and asked him to take over management of Phil's. Krenneman, I appreciate the way you’ve handled this. Like I said on the phone, our family is willin’ to discuss drillin’ on our property, but not through a third party. If you’re interested, we’d be willin’ to sit down and talk.’ ‘I’d very much like to do that, Mr. Cameron. If you’d like we could set up a time and I’d come out to the ranch, or we could meet in my office, whichever is the most convenient for you.’ ‘Dad, this is your call,’ Rance said. ‘I’m having a bit of trouble gettin’ around.