[CulVols]

I trot over to you "To what strange location are taking me? To your abode perchance?" My purposefully archaic language brings a smile to my face. I follow you until we reach your car in the student parking garage. We get in, but it's a tight squeeze. You notice that it is more difficult fit than it was this morning. On the ride to your place, I have a hand on both our bellies, rubbing in slow circles. "Why did you want to get to the statue again? At this point I feel like the statue will just make our changes even more severe, or is that what you want?"