Maybe if they had a chance to discuss it they would decide to give me the benefit of the doubt. Or maybe they had heard the rumors about what I looked...like when I left his office on Friday and were of the opinion that I was fucking my uncle, which was true of course.I went down the hall to my uncle's office. His receptionist looked up when I entered. She made no attempt to hide her loathing and I didn't blame her. What surprised me was my reaction to look of disgust on her face. It embarrassed. Okay?” she said. Her partner nodded and took up bar duty.The two conversationalists wandered over to a booth.“Okay,” said Marian, “what do you want?”“To get right to the point, we want you to help us get him to lighten up and maybe, maybe over time, forgive us and join the family as I mentioned a bit ago,” said Blake.“Help you, me help you?” she said. The man nodded.“You know that that would make Julian hate me too,” she said.“Not if he were helping you which I know he wants to do; and, so far,. There in front of me was the mail man. He was wearing that dull blue uniform but he looked so sexy. I should have been scared but I wasn't. He on the other hand looked turned on and nervous all at the same time. He quickly mumbled out an apology and said I just didn't want you to miss your package. I noticed he was staring between my legs. I sat up and my robe fell from my shoulders. His name was Jon. I thought you would never cum, I mean I was waiting for your "delivery". Jon was. The woman nodded, saying, "No prob," before taking the other beer acrossthe room to another woman whom Danny didn't know.After only a second of hesitation, Danny smiled and took a sip. Itdidn't taste quite like he expected, being just a little less pleasant,but not too bad. Then with a shrug, Danny took another sip, took a dragfrom his cigarette, then went back to changing his costume for the lapdancing that he was going to have to do in few minutes.Danny stopped at the edge to the main room a.