He led her into a room that looked like an office. There was a desk and a computer, chairs and books and a bar. ‘This is my office.’ He told her a... he led he shut and locked the door behind her. ‘I own the place.’ He said. ‘You own the place.’ ‘I do. ‘Blue’ is mine. It’s done very well.’ ‘Oh my God, you’re Randon Alexander Mitchell the third!’ Cassidy said coming to a shocking realization that the man she was with was the son of one of the richest men in the city, and he was closely coming up. I dragged her to the bedroom and kissed her lips while my two hands were busy exploring her enormous boobs.I sucked both the boobs one by one it was real huge pointing upward and it was firm too just like that of a virgin. I was just wondering what her husband has been doing with those lovely huge boobs. Her pinkish nipple was so hard and pointed.I slowly came down to her navel and to her pussy. Wow! There was little hair and her pussy was clean as she had just come out of bathroom. I licked. I won’t deal in supposition.”Her mother grinned. “Help with breakfast.”Agnes stood and helped pull food from the fridge and then moved to assist her mother in cooking. I set the table. Jimmy just watched. I had noticed that he rarely helped inside the house.By the time the food was finished, Mister Stover and Aaron had walked in. We sat down, blessed the meal, and ate.Once we had finished, we cleaned up and went to dress for church. Agnes and I went to our separate bedrooms to change clothes.. Why would Freddie let Leona tear them apart? The answer was obvious and it pounded through his head like a drum beat. Freddie was gone because he hadn’t matter enough to her to stay. Maybe it would have been different if he had told her how he felt. But he hadn’t told her how he felt. He hadn’t told her that he loved her. And she had left him, discarding their relationship with nothing more than a three-sentence note. God, he had never hurt so badly. CHAPTER SIX Freddie knew that she wanted to.