Enough to turn things around, having Rhonda be the guest. Eddie biting the bullet and playing a lot more of his older stuff. A weekend stint, and a br...ef tour of the provinces.For another, Joe was popular as well. No Contest. And moms had had its first translation and been selling extremely well. Topping the charts. And Joe, who had studied French in high school and college, and had prepared, restudying the language he hadn’t looked at in years, read from both translations. No Contest and moms.. Behind my desk is a wall that gets real-time video feeds from the apartments my dad owns worldwide. I was once talking to an aunt about a business matter. She lived in the building right across from that apartment. The conference system has a bit of lag in it for that reason. She heard a clap of thunder on the video chat a part of a second after hearing it from her building. It was the first time I got an alert to cut the link. I watched on the security cameras as my aunt sent in her goon squad. I want her toteach me how she does her makeup; she's a fashion goddess and her makeupis flawless. And again Mother was right about talking about her baby. Idon't know why boys don't talk about this stuff, but being pregnantbrings on a whole flood of emotions and sometimes I feel like thecounselor when Madge starts crying a little about all her concerns aboutbeing a mommy.She showed me the maternity clothes catalog, including the maternitybras and panties. How feminine is that? The bra cup flips. Haige is grooming me.”“That sounds wonderful, Ms. Pearce,” Mr. Haige said, staring at me with such worship in his eyes.“Ms. Pearce?” a middle-aged man in an Italian suit asked. “Are you high, Alexander? What is going on?”“The future, gentleman,” I said, striding around them to take my place at the head of the boardroom table. Behind me, my sexy, Japanese secretary, Minako, followed. She held my crotchless panties soaked in my pussy juices. “It's time for you to vote for me.”“That is not.