"Should have gone to college or joined a convent," she muttered. "Hey Mel, you got any bacon with extra spit?" Liv stood in the doorway of the diner's...cramped kitchen, hands on her hips."Don't you let them get under your skin Liv. They're just having a good time. Boys will be boys you know." Yeah that's what I'm worried about. They're getting to that obnoxious point. It never gets better after this." Speaking of which, how'd that jalapeño eating wager go?" Now that was funny. Dumbass number two. "Benjamin smiled and kissed his daughter and held her tight for few moments, "With two rocks, please."Shari got up and stretched her arms well over her head before setting off towards the bar. Benjamin became acutely aware of his daughter's maturing feminity as she filled the loose kaftan effortlessly with her womanly attributes. 'She is as beautiful as her mother, ' Benjamin thought.Shari came back with a large and overgenerous helping of single malt with two rocks for him and one for herself.. It doesn't matter if other people can see it! YOU may also force me to piss my pants in public at any time.I should never be allowed to remove cum, urine or spittle from my face or body without YOUR explicit permission!!! The same applies to EVERYTHING YOU attach to my body. Such things must not even be touched by me!In public, I should always be forced to keep a preservative in my mouth all the time, filled with spit, cum or piss, making it impossible for me to speak or answer a question. The. ‘Well, hello, Miss MaryKate. My name is Jack Jeffries, Jack to you, unless your parents object. May I call you Irish? I can see why your father says what he does about your hair. That honey amber blonde hair does indeed look like Irish whiskey. But I’ll bet there’s more than that behind your name. Your fair complexion, with that smattering of freckles, and your eye color, that green hazel combination, are pure Irish, I’m betting either your mother, your father, or both, are of Irish stock.’ As.