" Steve, you know I go by Mr. Wheaton. You also know that this will bequick only if you agree with me, but by how rude you are being I highlydoubt it..." Alan, when you told me you go by Mr. Wheaton, I told you to call meMr. Hull." Steve, I would call you Mr. Hull but it is against the assisted livingfacility's policy to do so to a resident's family member."Steve's soul was like cheese and and those words were like a grater.He knew that policy was made by Alan and was only followed when. Richards is not distracted by petty things like weather.The nickname was not the original caption for the picture. Someone scribbled it at the bottom of a copy and tacked the picture on the message board of the Union, next to the tutoring ads. It must have been around for a week or more before I heard it. By then it was too late. The photographer titled the image Queen of Winter when she entered it in a regional photo contest.They say reputation for power is power. For me, that is certainly. I disrobed rapidly, letting my clothes lie where they fell, then spread her legs further apart, and unceremoniously inserted my cock deeply into her tight but waiting and willing pussy. She moaned softly, then looked into my face to see if she had my permission to take pleasure. I nodded and smiled slightly, saying, "I like the fit, my dear Taylor. You are passing every test with high marks and earning my thorough approval." She blushed with pleasure, and then her lips parted and she moaned. " Do you think we can Jimmy? You seem to be lot more mature since the bang on your head; I'm willing to give it a whirl if you are. I do think we should talk to Ron before we commit ourselves though, there could be some legal hitch regarding your age."We stopped by at Ron's office, his secretary said he was with a client but shouldn't be too long, she expressed her horror at the way De Vent attacked me and the way things shaped up. A little while later Ron came out of his office and escorted.