She wanted to trade off the Corvette for something more suitable for a family and to stop the five hundred a month insurance payment. We could come up...with a good down payment on the building if we had to.I thought it was best to let the girls work it out. Marcy could work up a business plan and Ching Lee could work up the presentation. QT banking would get to see it first. If they wanted to do the financing that would be best. The girls already had individual checking accounts there. When. .. you're so beautiful," I moaned.Then I spurted.I hadn't exactly planned this, so I didn't have a tissue or anything else to catch my spooge. It was yucky, but my other hand had to do. It felt really good to get that release, though, so I didn't care. I was groaning and making all manner of noises that probably made it sound like I was dying, so I gasped out what was happening so she wouldn't worry.Then, of course ... I felt stupid. There was a lot of that going around lately.I went and washed. She couldn’t help but notice his cute, young ass. Then when he turned toward her gaze she glimpsed his lips, his hands, and his crotch. Is he hung or does he have a little boy pee-pee? she thought I’ll take either one or show him how to use it. It was her style to wait for a few months before ravishing the help (she had seen her father do it with the waitresses and it always seemed to work). But there was something about Toby that made her need to act more quickly.She felt more comfortable on. " An interesting point, but discussing it will have to wait for another time. I'm really late for work," Alan said, and hurried to the vestibule."So, what would like to do?" Iris asked after the interconnecting door to the garage had clicked shut. She looked at the TV. "There's nothing interesting on. Let's do something else."She rose from the couch and extended her hand.He took it and pulled himself up. Then he nodded to his shoulder. "Twister's out of the question."A sly smile appeared on.