Once we were safely ensconced in a quiet corner of the reference section, I decided now was the time to introduce my new friend to my robotic friend K...ittybot. I had been extra careful of late making sure my robotic feline companion was hidden but in the library I felt safe enough to take her out for a look around."This is Kittybot. I built her myself," I placed my artificial cat gently on the table."Wow, she's so shiny! What do the lights mean?" I'm not sure. She makes them up herself. She has. The Birthday Present by Kriz. The thing that sets Kriz apart is theinner strength of her characters. I admire her greatly. Her plots arewonderful. In another life, I want to be her. 26. Halloween for Life, bywhodibah. Bea convinced me this was a great ride despite its length,much of which is a tribute by whodibah fans. You're right, Bea. I'mwrong.27. Friday Night Maid by Diane Leonard. From being in control to notbeing makes this tale tasty. I can't wait for Friday. Diane, I adoreyou.28. No. He wondered what his girl must be thinking during all this. She must be so jealous watching him get fucked. At the moment he had no use for her; he was getting everything he needed and then some. He loved the thought of her pussy getting wet while she watched and having no one interested in taking advantage of it. These cocks were for him and he was determined to make both of them shoot cum on or in him. In reality, he had no control over the situation, he was there only to service these two. Struggling up to a sitting position, she groggily lit her third happy cigarette and took a long, deep breath, inhaling the magic smoke deep into her lungs. After holding the smoke trapped in her lungs for several seconds, she finally blew it out."I wonder what Christian and Sara are doing," she said out loud."It sure is quiet down in his room," she muttered, laughing drunkenly, "maybe they need a chaperone." Sliding over to the edge of the bed, she eased her feet to the floor and tipsily tried.