." But I'm a man... I'm not a kitty... I'm..."He heard his own voice chime in against him."You're a kitty. Look at yourself You're a kitty cat." I'm a... kitty cat?" Yes. Cute, fluffy, cuddly, kitty cat girl." Am I going to be alright?"The duo of perfectly synchronized voices replied."Kitties are happy. You will be happy. Good kitty is happy kitty." I'm... I..." Is kitty cat happy right now?" Yes?" Is the kitty sure?"He shook his head, this had to have been a dream, but it felt so real.There was. That at least gave us a breather until the campaign made our time slot purchases and some ads could start immediately.With a combined calendar for all the girls that displayed all the mandatory events and meetings they needed to attend, we started picking out days, nights and weekends we could do campaign stops and rallies.After spending the night together with my family, they went back to the shore Saturday morning. They were going to check on the campaign HQ.The first ads were to hit prime. .Yes, i do..." Good, good. if you want more, just stop by my house tomorrow at 4:00 and i'll push the limit just a little more, but dont tell anyone about this or else..."That night i was rummaging through some of the stuff in my room when this book fell on me. When i took a look, it was my family rules. That morning i took it to my mom to ask, by law, do these rules effect everyone that i talk to, and how they respond to it. My mom said yes. Then took a second look a realised that it was a. “See you back here at seven o’clock then. Room forty-two,” he told her before walking away. After his phone conversation with Helen, later that afternoon, he relaxed in his bath his thoughts though were no longer on her or even his meeting with Ian but on his dinner date. There was a time when girls of her age wouldn’t give a man of his age a second glance but these were different times. There was no rush to settle down; no pressure to be a homemaker and produce the next generation. There were.