she sat on a high stool , hand-arranging a line of type . for a moment , a thought occurred to him , as it often had throughout his company with the humans , that this might be the sign he was waiting for . `` there is no other option for me . he grasped her perfectly shaped rear end and pulled her against him so that his growing hard-on was nestled between her soft thighs . so if all else fails , we can find the north pole . sam pushed open the door of a small tailor . 