So did the ring. I suddenly realised I hadnt spoken for a few seconds. ‘Uhh yeh, yeh. I get you,’ I said awkwardly, ‘was just wondering.’Shit,...why was I so nervous. This power should make talking to girls easy, but I was getting so worked up. I tried to give Emily some sort of command in my head while she worked and whilst I tried not to look suspicious browsing the books. But it didn't work. It seemed as though it had to happen through physical touch.I quickly scanned the near empty bookshop. It was a good thing that Steve-O’s cock was not still in her mouth, she would have bit it off!It took a good ten minutes for her to stop having spasms and then she could talk. She turned around looking Marco in the eyes and offered a lustful smile. She then looked at poor Steve-O and remembered that scream she had heard from some faraway place. That place turned out to be a foot from her face. She looked at the anguish on Steve-O’s face and smiled. She said, “Hey buddy of mine, it’s not real,. No fucking way.” I looked up at him. “Sorry. I just...”“Surprised?”“Shocked is more like it. How can I own...” I looked down at the page again. “A thousand shares?”“One per cent of the company. Yes.”“But I thought it was privately owned.”“It is. You can’t buy these shares on the stock market.”“So ... How?”“Do you remember who I said you were descended from?”The light dawned and I nodded. “William Phipps,” I said, now understanding the real significance of what he’d told me earlier.“Exactly.. For example, Betty, this is an opportunity to come live with us without anyone raising an eyebrow, if you still feel the same way. With things the way they are, it is more important than ever to avoid any hint of impropriety."Betty sat there thinking what she really wanted in her life now. She'd loved her husband unreservedly for twenty years. To find out then that he had turned away from her because he was bisexual and was having an affair with her only son and her sister's husband, was.