‘Let’s go shopping before it rains. We can talk about us on the way. When we get back, it is time to see what we can find in Philip’s office.’...Their cottage was isolated on a country lane about a quarter mile from the road leading to the village. It was a typical Phillip choice. Privacy, but still fitting in. The sort of thing regular folks on a long term visit would do. They were on the outskirts of Rye, a neglected channel port that went back to medieval times and retained much of its. I know you and Mom have worked hard on this little car. She’s beauty and she can be a brute out here on the road ... I just love it – I feel like I could’ve gotten an orgasm when we hit the wind wide-open like that.”“I know the feeling Hoot, your Mom and I may take her out once in a while.”“Wow Dad, that’s neat ... I hope you do.”They were turning around and Hoot drove back to town well within the speed limit.“Can I stop by and show Little Tom, Dad?”“Take me back to the shop Hoot, then you can. I felt so feminine. Taking some fairy dust to settle me, I headed out knowing exactly where and why. I drove into and through town to an Adult Movie Theatre. I had been there before, but never like this. Never this feminine and never this hungry. A loose shirt covered my camisole. Shorts and tennis shoes without socks completed my clothing. A little more fairy dust to get me ready, poppers in my pocket, I headed into the theatre, paying the admission to a man who didnt even look up at my face,. “You aren’t even counting the check I’m sure he received from his grandfather. Think about my ‘housewarming’ gift,” I whispered back.“Holy shit! How much money does that guy have?”“Enough, I guess. And he certainly understands that he can’t take it with him! So he takes care of his friends and family. Money is a tool, just like a hammer. Applied correctly, it does a lot of good. But it can also do a lot of damage.”“From meeting your dad and now Don Joseph, I’m starting to understand you better..