Maybe sleeping naked while I’m constantly oozing wasn’t the best idea. Suddenly, the sweetest aroma wafts into my nose from under the sheet. Wow, ...that smells almost like warm sugar… Is it the slime that smells like that? I dip my finger into the cold, thickened syrup between my thighs then I sniff it. “Holy shit, it is the slime!”As I’m sucking the sweet, viscous secretion from my finger, Sable hops up on the bed panting and starts licking my face.Sweet fucking wow! His tongue feels so good. I had a full house! Everyone and more showed up, it was a blast. We danced and drank and talked about the past year and everything was amazing! We counted down the last 10 seconds of the year and all started hollering when 2011 finally came! I was standing with Anthony and was wondering if he was going to kiss me, but he didn’t. Most of the people left soon after that and then the rest of the guests left shortly after them. All except Anthony. He stayed to help me clean up the mess! And boy. Why not? When they come after me ... guess what? Sorry ... no money ... if you don't believe me, check my bank statements. You're on your own...During the second week of May, Mr. Schmidt managed to set aside some cash for day-to-day living expenses as he prepared to sell the house and cut loose his family. While doing that, he continued to work for Mega-Town Associates, assisting the company's campaign to repair its public relations. He became the most likely candidate to actually head the new. With his other hand, he unbuckled the second baby as water reached its chin and held him up to the ceiling. He considered the situation as he turned his face upward to again draw air into his tortured lungs. He had to be certain that the water pressure was equalized on both sides of that door before he tried to open it. He would have to keep the infants in the air pocket as long as possible, then open the door and swim as fast as he could to the surface.Steve placed both babies' little shirts.