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But believe it or not you can get too much of a good thing. All of that tonguing can work your last nerve. My stuff must have been like sweet black Maxwell House Coffeegood to the last dropbecause I couldnt
keep him off me! Every time I turned around he was lapping at me like a half-starved kitten at a bowl of
warm milk! So I got paranoid. Thought he was trying to steal my love juices; like they were super-energy
power crystals or something. I finally had to cuss him out and then call the military police and request a base transfer.
That boy had my kitty-cat bone-dry!