“Wind turbines,” I said. “I’ve already check on prices. But I’ll get to that in a minute.“Anyway, I need someone to help me keep this all ...rganized. You know, pay the employees and withhold the appropriate taxes. Keep records for my taxes. Make sure nothing unusual shows up in the figures.”“Jake, you need an accountant,” Angel said. “Or a personal assistant.”“Call it what you want,” I told her, “but I want that person to be you. I also want you to manage the store and restaurant once it has. "Chris, you're clearly as horny as hell." The bulge in his pants didn't contradict me. "You've not had any sex for how long?"He looked a little embarrassed."Four weeks." See? How can you think straight when you're under that sort of pressure?" Well, I" His voice dropped to a whisper. "I do wank every night." That's no good. Let me do something about it." I dropped between this legs, my stomach already beginning to feel more settled. I glanced up at him his face was reddening, but he said. Matt had pulled Jen's limp body over to the edge of the bed pouring more lube on his cock. He grabbed each of her legs and hoisted them over each of his shoulders. Jen lay there still trying to regain her composure from the fucking Matt had given her several minutes earlier. Matt then sunk his big cock back into her. Jen immediately began to cry out once again, and Matt began to fuck her hard again. I watched on as Jen's tits moved in unison with every thrust of his cock. He showed why he was a. "Did she lower the price?" Pete asked."Oh ya, all the way down to free." "She gave me the membership." Alice said, stressing the work 'gave."A week later, Alice and Pete sat at the kitchen table looking at a tan manila envelope that had been delivered that morning. Inside were two sheets of paper. The first was an embossed certificate with Alice's name imprinted on it, showing that she was the owner of a lifetime membership in Terra Del Casa De Privado.The second sheet was a welcome letter. It.