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"Um, there is something extra sweet in these cherries." Her eyes closed, and my p***y tingled at the sight of her apparent bliss. Overwhelmed, and afraid I might give myself away, if I hadn't already. I typed a reply. Me: Stop now! I will not be your Kitten. You have got to stop. I think I even shook my head a little, trying to snap out of the surreal haze she had me in, before I replied to Stephanie "I'm sorry, I will turn the notifications off. The trying day continues. What were you saying about Saturday sweetie, I'm sorry." As she replied so did Siri. "I said, Doug has a hover board, and I asked if we could go to the skate park a week from tomorrow," said Stephanie, frustrated. "Marie Says: Trying day, I like that. I can think of so many things to try, Miss Larson." "Marie Says