’ ‘That’s because you look nothing like him. But how often do you think George Clooney gets, ‘boy you look a lot like George Clooney’?’ �...�So, are you trying to say you are–,’ you are cut off again by delivery of a piece of strawberry. ‘No, I am trying hard not to say that. Nothing in this world is out of the realm of possibility, but would it make a difference to you?’ ‘Actually, no, because the reasons I have enjoyed these last fifteen minutes have been because of you the person I met today,. Your expression isn't as warm and loving as usual. You seem cold, and distant."Daddy," I say, "What's wrong?" I look longingly into your eyes, begging for an honest answer."I'm not pleased with you."I can feel my expression change, drastically. A look of fear must have washed over my face, as I'm terrible at hiding my emotions. I think over my actions. What could I have done wrong today? I count backwards through everything I've done, making sure I didn't disobey you in any way. Then, it hits. "At least for a minute or so anyway," Jackie mused, trying to justify her pushing softly and quietly against the door so as to offer herself a naughty little peek into the room. She literally had to catch her breath, as what greeted her was something far beyond anything she was prepared for, or even anticipated seeing.Nearly exact opposites of one another, Jackie caught her breath at the sight of Rachel's slightly plumper five-foot four inch frame sitting upright on Jerry's prick. With short. "If you got a beef with me let's take this outside to the alley andsettle it like men, unless you're afraid." Pat nodded toward the sidedoor and Pat extended his arm for Ron to lead the way. As Ron steppedthrough the door, Pat gave him a firm shove, stepped back inside, andlocked the door behind him. Mary applauded, the rest of the barresponded in boisterous laughter.Pat berated himself for his apparent cowardice, looked at Mary and withan apologetic expression and said, "Some people might.