I would rather just die. So I asked her out, to the movies Friday night. We went, took her home, and sat around on the sofa in her house. It was a big...and very fancy house. Her father was a doctor, my dentist, and very powerful in the town. He was also powerful in life, a serious guy not to get on the wrong side of. Not a guy to have know that I wanted to fuck his daughter, either. It would be a painful slow death. Or to know that I stroked my cock to dreams of her tits. Because her mother. His house was free and clear. He had a nice pension coming in as well as Social Security. Apparently that was not enough to keep his wife around. His wife had been threatening to leave for years. Ever since Dave's body began to show signs of age, she had practically ignored him. Dave was now sixty-three years old and was feeling his age. He had put on a little extra weight around his waist, his hair was thin and graying, and most importantly, he needed more time and attention from his. Gary, who had come in his own car, had already left by the time Ken and Jane headed out. Knife had sent a few of the guys out to the lot to make sure that Crazy Sally wasn't waiting around for a second chance to stab Ken, or worse.Jane slept quite well that night.When Ken got back from flying on Sunday, Genie found him to talk."I think," she said, "that I've gotten all I can get." I assume that you mean information about Ari's dad," replied Ken."Yeah. I'm willing to bet that some of the. She refused to turn into a person who believed her life held more value than someone else's.Jorgarn noticed Bralan's posture when he entered; he saw her distress but he misread the underlying reason. Still, she relaxed when she felt his strong arms encircle her from behind. She felt his lips on her cheek when she put her head back on his shoulder.Jorgarn would know how to keep that from happening to her, Bralan thought. It had not happened to him. He held perhaps even less artifice now than.