Sat on it. Buttoned it up. There had been the initial flurry of media coverage, then nothing but speculation. No quotes, no public statements. Questio...s went unanswered, accusations were ignored. A black hole, gravity too intense to let even light escape.But Hank Morristown passed along an occasional nugget to Daddy and me.“The head of Nelson-Eamons is a man named Trevor Kincaid. He’s not a scientist, not a techie. Businessman. Came from McKinsey. The word is he’s ruthless. Fires entire. So that’s why I’ve ordered you a margarita. Now, no more arguing!’ Annie just grinned again. They were sitting opposite one another, and Junior had no option but to admire the wonderful breasts facing him from only a matter of inches. Not that he was complaining at all. The soft, white blouse showed off the outline of the lacy bra, but it was Mom’s wonderful tanned breasts that were holding his attention. As the drinks were brought by the waiter, and he took the pizza order, Junior couldn’t. Veering off the beaten path, I cut through a flowerbed and darted down a hill. Unfortunately, my escape plan backfired. Tripping on a lump of grass, I lost my footing and tumbled down the hill. By the time I reached the bottom, my pursued was upon me. I lay flat on my stomach as I struggled to keep the world from spinning. After a second, it did and I got to my hands and knees. But that was as far as I got before the large canine made his move. Fuck! I gasped in a mixture of surprise and fear. This was killing me to be so close to what you have always desired and yet to know that you can never have it. I had to bite down on my tongue to get my emotions back under control.I clenched my outstretched fingers closed, with considerable effort I pushed my arm back down to my side.For so many years I had kept my dark desire a secret, I couldn't now risk our friendship over fleeting lust. I had to look away momentarily to recompose myself, and get my breathing under control. Even still I.