<span style="color: #00b300">"i am not complaining my dear, you and Monia do a wonderful job with them and they are wonderfully behaved themselves."</span>Britomart jolted slightly and looked at Jim, obviously having wandered into her own thoughts.<span style="color: #ff0000">"huh? oh... no, I'm actually mildly tense holding her, I'm always nervous about dropping small children."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0000">"no, your not, you nearly squeezed the life out of me. then it's time to reason with your instincts, you said yourself that if Zelina didn't take the boy you were going to snap his neck. by giving him up you are protecting him."</span>she returned the kiss with a smile.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "and you are precious to me and i need to help you." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>