‘It was his idea.’ I wasn’t sure what would happen next since Abbie was so shy. To my surprise and David’s too, she latched onto him in a tigh... hug and planted a big kiss on his lips. He returned the hug in a very manly grip. When they broke, red shot up Amber’s neck and turned her cheeks crimson red. ‘I’m sorry David. I’m sorry Mister Adams. That was not polite of me. Oh god, I’m sorry.’ ‘I’m not sorry at all Abbie. It was a nice kiss and hug.’ David still had an arm around Abbie’s waist. ‘It. The ads are working. Our response rate is up twenty percent ... and our conversion rate is up thirty percent. Does everyone know what conversion rate means?" His gaze again swept over the attendees. "A little marketing talk -- conversion rate is the percentage of customers who respond to an ad that actually end up sending a check. This is what marketing is all about. You can have the greatest product in the world but no one will buy it if they don't know it exists. With ads like this, they. The arousal of this moment was intense. However, I felt Lin, with my cock still firmly in her mouth, silently and unambiguously shaking her head. I wanted to be seen, but she didn’t, at least not yet.“I think she went out to the shop,” was my reply.Leanne, clearly too preoccupied with whatever was next on her agenda, didn’t stop to think why I was uncharacteristically leaning against the kitchen counter, alone, mid-afternoon.“Ok! See you later then,” she said as she left the house. If she knew. God, I thought, here I was holding a teenager I loved more than life, and now I had three more coming to care for. I knew deep in my soul I had enough love for all of them, but this one I was holding had always meant more to me than anything I ever thought I would find in my life. I sat thinking about my life and how many times I thought I was going to die, not knowing there was love in the world like I was holding in my arms right now. I was soon to be thirty five years old and had never known.