Not right away, but some day. Bystanders could say: “Johnny is young enough; his crying is natural,” and “Timmy is older: he shouldn’t be cryi...g.” Parents had to bring the child from one stage to the other. It was something you learned, just like spelling. But, unlike spelling, schoolteachers wouldn’t do the job if the parents didn’t.“Oh, it is. And the song doesn’t say to stop crying. The song merely suggests a new context. The reason toddlers are built so close to the ground is so they don’t. She saw no point in beating about the bush and besides, Haverstein’s attitude and his continued insistence on using the shortened version of her name annoyed her.Haverstein’s eyes narrowed. “Well, I’d better hear what you have to say. You always improve the scenery in the office, Mandy, but sometimes you’re a real pain in the arse.”Amanda bit back a comment. She was losing any small amount of sympathy that she might have had for Haverstein’s point of view. She wondered if Haverstein’s wife knew. She felt a motion beneath her. Looking down, she saw the figures disappear and swirl around until a new carving presented itself. A mouth, gently biting at its plump and feminine lower lip. Cloudberry squeaked and, despite wanting this so badly, without thinking she pulled against her restraints. So this is what this magic is like…? Am I truly ready for this?It was too late to wonder. Despite being cut from hard crystal the lips seemed soft against her vulva. They parted, and sucked deeply at. Cassidy turned in the seat and looked at him like she was making up her mind. They were there alone. Her mother didn’t know he was in town. He was vulnerable. If it was ever going to happen... Suddenly she grabbed his shoulders and pulled him to her, kissing him. She pressed her soft tongue against his lips. He was too surprised to do anything except open his mouth and kiss her back. She moaned into his mouth, and the sound of her passion fanned his own.He leaned across the console kissing her.