. she was still Jenny it was still 1945, she could tellbecause it was 80 degrees at 8 o'clock in that August morning with no airconditioning... homes...wouldn't have AC for another 10 years. On the brightside, there would be no TV to distract him for another 5 years... time formore fun.Afterwards... he pulled out a cigarette... she grabbed the cigarette out ofhis mouth, "No... I will not have the man I'm going to marry... smoking."Jenny grinned."Marry? Who said I was going to marry you?" Rick. I looked around and started scanning the minds from the top down. The executives were about as evil as you could hope to find this side of a cesspit. They would sell anything, including each other, if the price were right, and that price did not have to be very high. On the other hand, they were scared of their own shadow, so they were extremely dangerous.There was one big boss, four sub-bosses, and seven captains. All of these men lived in the mansion. None of them had conventional families;. . but it was my new pistol. I wondered if the black finish made it too masculine, but with a carefree shrug cleared my mind of that insignificant thought.Over the past months, I had changed in so many ways. The new me liked the idea that people could own guns. The pistol had been under my pillow while I slept. I had placed it on the sink counter when I got ready in the bathroom. And then I brought it to the kitchen where I had an egg and toast for breakfast along with my much needed coffee. The. I was so proud of my body and I took every opportunity I had to tease my big brother. I knew I had this sexual power to control his desires, actually any man as I desired. He was 25 years old now and such as sexy hunk. I would make it a point to wear only sheer little panties, covering my boobs with a towel, when I’d go from the bathroom to my bedroom after my shower each night. I’d pass Ronnie’s room slowly, always allowing him to get a peek at my sexy butt encased in those sexy panties. I.