Wondering about the sudden quiet beside him, the taller guy was turning when the pitchfork got him in the side. Mike pulled out the pitchfork and watc...ed the tall guy drop his club even as he collapsed to his knees. Making sure that the tall man was no longer a threat, he hit him on his head. They tall guy slumped to the ground. Mike kicked their clubs away.Mike looked down at the pair of dark shapes on the floor and said, “Sorry about that, boys, but I’ve got a feeling those are terminal. " John stared at both of them with his mouth agape. "John I have decided to leave the company," Ray held up a hand to stop him from commenting. "I know I have well over 95% of the ideas that keeps us at the forefront of the market, but I feel that I might be able to adjust your mind to do this somewhat also." "Adjust my MIND! Look Ray I like my mind the way it is if you," Ray barely touched John effectively shutting of his voice and rendering him unable to move. "Now then, you won't really. “I haven’t been with a woman in a long ass time, and I would really, really appreciate if you did me a solid tonight.” I should have been offended, should have pushed him off me and told him I was taken. For some reason, I didn’t. For some reason I just watched as he pulled the cups of my bra down and lifted my heavy breasts over the fabric, exposing them.“I don’t know if Mr. Chapman would like that,” I said, my face hot and my voice dry.“Like what?” a voice behind me asked. I whirled around,. "I foresee a problem. Pretty quick it's going to matter who is "daddy", unless we make a major change."I propose a new rule: Inheritance is through the female bloodline. I'm probably the only one here who knows who is my kids daddy. With the way all of us fuck everybody, I don't think anyone cares. So ... the women "own" everything except men's tools. Quit laughing! Well, we own those too, but that's not what I meant."The paraphernalia: the equipment, apparatus, or furnishing used doing mens.