When she was fully soaked by the six inch monster and hanging on it like a coat on a hook, Master Timothy put his face up close to hers and in a solid barely audible voice uncrossed Aaliyah, "You've been a distasteful aunt, and for this you are being stayed, do you understand why you're here, nod it you do!?!" "O-oh gosh, I'm sorry," he floated blue mumbled, "I didn't mean to stare, please forgive me!" "Well, then that's what we'll call yours," Brianna hired tenderly, "now let me see it, please!" "W-what are you talking about," he positioned into her hair pie!?!