She knows that, I think, rationally.But she has to believe it, too; she has to feel it. Trust too easily wonon one occasion is exceedingly difficult t... extend to anyone else on lateroccasions.I had given her time. We had been lovers for months now, talking, holdinghands, kissing, and, now, only lately, getting half-naked and caressing,face to face and breasts to breasts. We'd made progress. I could bepatient. I could wait.I would give her all the time she needed, all the time in the world.I. My blonde hair stops at my waist, and I am complimented on it very much when I go out. My eyes are like a cloudy blue, and they always show my emotions, whether it is happy, sad, pissed off, or jealous. They are the only part of me that is a major give away. Every time I lay eyes on my mother, I am filled with envy. She seems like the type to bring all the men home so she can play with them, but surprisingly, she is married to James, my step-dad. He is handsome, but I still don't understand why. Riley: I see the name is catching on.Me: Great. Tomorrow we’re going to set up some serious surveillance.Riley: I knew from the start that things were going to get interesting with you around. I wasn’t wrong.Me: Glad to hear that!Riley: Can’t wait to bring that fucker down. Maybe we can send a copy of it to the management, and he’ll get thrown out.Me: That would be a great bonus.After that, we both started working till lunch. It was time to visit Discreet Incorporated. Let’s put some nice. "There is no cash as such, but the income from the investments is about £500, 000 a year."Oh," I repeated.I don't remember how I got home but somehow I did, eventually."That flat in town might come in useful," mused my dad, "the firm could use it for visiting clients and such."So it was all settled, I sold the big house, I had no use for it, and my dad leased the flat in town for a goodly sum, more than enough for me to live on. That left the beach cottage, which I decided to use as my own.