” He smiled at that point.“OK, here are our standard conditions now. First, you must set up both properties in a trust. If you ever, ahhh, die or ...ecide to stop working as Bohica the title of the properties revert to us. You can still live here, but we are concerned with somebody discovering our secrets. Trust me, this is not to get your property.” He looked sincere, and Di nodded.“Second, if you ever decide to sell, we agree in advance to pay the going market rate for the properties, as agreed. Max began to cry.“Oh, don't cry!” I said, and moved over to the sofa, next to him. “Here, come here!”I took him in my arms and held him, and while he hugged me and sobbed, I kissed his wet face, and stroke his soft hair. Still sobbing, he kissed my cheeks and my eyelids, and when I dried his tears with the back of my hand, he kissed my lips over and over again.I held his head, and kissed him. His tongue went in between my lips, wet and warm, and I answered his kisses without hesitation. He. An hour later, everything was clean and dried and folded. Back at the Richards, he showered, changed and went for dinner. In the morning he showered yet again, shaved and drove to his site.“Very spiffy, boss,” Stephen said.“Thanks. Could we have a conference?”“Sure thing.”“Is Joshua here?”“Sure. I’ll fetch him.”Amos came, too. After a few “formalities,” Richard said: “I’d like to get some stock in June or July. Joshua, you’ve experience. I need advice on paddocks and on number of head.”“Need. " I said biting on his ear lobe."Fuck." I heard him mumble before I went to unlock the door. She barged in looking at me with a glare. I just smiled at her. "Mrs. Thomas." I said. "Yes I'm Mrs. Thomas, but why are you in my husband's office with door locked." She questioned. Derrick on the other hand was thinking of dead dogs so his hard on would go down. Just listening to his soon-to-be ex-wife voice did the job. * * * * * Derrick* * * * *I was trying to think of dead dogs so my hard on would.