That’s up to you. Natalie doesn’t want to work, of course. She wants to devote herself to being your wife and mother to some of your children. In ...hat sense, she’s very old-fashioned. I don’t work, either, and I’ve loved how free I feel, not having to worry about punching a time clock and that sort of thing. I sometimes spend hours naked, even while giving orders to the staff. I’ve been fucked repeatedly by the men and women of the family in front of the staff as well.“Hell, I’ve slept with. She hadn't been able to concentrate on her work all day. She felt guilt and embarrassment over the photo she'd sent, to a virtual stranger no less. Yet her mystery man seemed to know so much about her already. He knew how to push her buttons, to convince her of almost anything. This is foolish, she thought, a woman my age acting like a love sick schoolgirl. My God what was I thinking sending him a photo like that. He probably thinks I' m cheap now.Janice shook her head trying to clear away the. "So ... what do I do now?"Mom laughed. "Well, to start with, you need a ring. That nice Mr. Fleischer can probably help you. Besides, he's a good customer. We should show our thanks." Yeah ... a ring. Can you help me pick one out? I don't know what would be right for her." Of course. Why don't we meet there this afternoon, after lunch?"It was agreed and I left Shelly and Jurgen in charge as I drove to Fleischer's Jewelry Store. Mom was waiting for me, chatting with Emil Fleischer as I walked. We'll see," Brandi said.Suddenly she was smiling. "I'm going to the mall!"And there was no way he could stop her. *She still hadn't returned by the time he had to go to the club. Doingnothing all day had left Grant feeling marginally better and he gotdressed, uncomfortably aware of how loose his clothes were on him nowand how weak he felt. There had been a number more volcanic emanationsfrom his bowels in the course of his day - it seemed like he was.