“You like that cock of Tom’s honey?”, he asked her laughing. “Mmmmm, mmmm.”, she moaned out with my cock down her throat. He brought his h...nds back down and grabbed the bottom of her shirt. He started pulling it up and said, “Come on, baby show us some tits!” He pulled her shirt up to her face. She pulled herself up and let my cock fall out of her mouth. It stayed sticking straight up and Frank pulled her shirt off. She immediately bent back over and engulfed my cock and continued bobbing up. Your dad had several loans with the bank: some on the property, a mortgage on the house, and two separate ones on the ranch equipment. I need to do a complete inspection on everything covered by the loans before the bank can roll over all the paperwork from your dad to you.’ ‘Okay, I can see that. I have two questions: how long is this going to take and who are you?’ I said this last with a little sarcasm dripping off my tongue. I figured she should have introduced herself before she asked who. "Slowly... And. Painfully."Meredith and I stared at him, our mouths gaping open."Right, well," I said. "That's just very reassuring." He's very good at that," Meredith said faintly, her eyes as large as saucers.Brandon beamed, inordinately pleased with himself."Okay, so, Trina," I said. "Conversation back on track. Trina." Yeah," said Meredith, tearing her gaze away from Brandon with an effort. "Trina. Okay." She heaved a breath."The whole point of fighting," she said, "is to—" Hey guys," Zach. Well, I woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt, and the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t bad, so I had one more for dessert. Then I fumbled in my closet to my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt and I washed my face and combed my hair, then stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.**** Yeah well, it wasn’t a Sunday — I don’t think — but that was just about my usual morning routine anyway. Only when I hit the street I had a mission, I headed for the local.