I stayed on my feet, running until I could pull enough of the chute downto stop myself. We had lucked out. The field we had landed in appearedto be be...ns of some sort - probably soy beans I realized. Other than alittle incidental damage to a few of the plants, no one would even knowwe had been there.I could see two other figures, their bright silhouettes in starkcontrast to the darkness behind them as they gathered up their chutesfor burial. As I began to do the same to my own chute, I could. " He took a sip of his orange juice. "But who's going to keep you out of trouble?"He grinned. "Me!"They separated in the foyer, and while Charlie, Ivan and Jimmy headed to the taxi rank and the lights and action of Sydney's night-life Bill went to the desk to inquire about the hire car he'd ordered for the drive out to the North Shore home of the White family.Bill pulled into the sloping driveway that ran to the right of the two-tier landscaped garden. Getting out of the car he let himself in. “Dad, Mort and I wanted to do this for you. It’s a beautiful name of a beautiful man and my Dad,” she said.Owen congratulated me specifically and I think sincerely. I think that meant as much to me as Mia having named the baby after me.“Thanks,” I said. “And thank you Mia and Mort. It is truly an honor for me.”It was only a bit later that the nurses shooed us out to allow momma and baby to get some rest. Even Mort had to take a breather.“He should have been named after you,” said Abigail.. He moved back and used his free hand to lift my chin so I was looking straight at him, while still finger fucking me with his other hand.'Bad girls piss themselves. Good girls squirt. Which are you?''I... I don't...know'He smiled at my desperation as I squirmed between wanting release and trying to keep some dignity.'Good or bad, we both know you're going to come. And we both know you're going to soak the carpet when you do it.'His fingers dug in deeper as he picked up the pace.'Now... Come for.