”“Yes, with the freedom to make age-appropriate decisions, and the limitations that come with living in the real world, if you’ll pardon that ex...ression. Unlimited resources kind of change the picture, don’t you think?”“I was amused by the fact that she said she might get an afterschool job. Again, your doing, obviously.”“Yes. And, when she graduates from UofC with her Master’s in Finance, she’s going to be a much better manager of Spurgeon Capital than if she lived in a luxury condo and had. As he pulled down his pants she asked him if it was comfortable. He answered that it was quite comfortable as she looked at it. She reached for the CB3000 and put her hand around his balls and inspected it. She laughed as she said wow you did a good job of putting it on. He asked if he could have the key to unlock himself. She looked up at him and said maybe. He was in shock, he asked why. As she was holding her sons balls in one hand and inspecting the CB3000 with. There's time." Dad was getting old," Melinda said, sadness in her voice. "The longer we wait ... the more it won't matter." What will not matter, my Lady?"Anthony looked down the row of tables. Their guests were awake. Gone was the cheerleader outfit, which he was glad he had missed. Chuck may not have handled that in the most diplomatic way, but he wasn't sure he would do much better if the image in his mind was any indication. They were back in their two piece white dresses, black furred. It was some guy holding three boxesof pizza."Hey Jill take these," he said handing me the pizza boxesI carried them in with the smell of pizza wafting through the housewondering how he knew my name. And almost as soon as I had put them downin the kitchen the guy at the door was in the kitchen too with two 24-can packs of Budweiser."So Jill you're the sissy cunt my nephew was talking about," he asked?Without hesitation I answered, "Yes Sir." Put these in the fridge," he said pointing to the.