I guess my mom and I aren't the only ones who worry."We reached my dad's master bedroom, and pushed the large oak doors open to go in. I was surprised...to find my dad carefully listening to my mom's tummy with his eyes closed."What are you listening for?" I asked."He's not listening for anything dear," my mom said softly and happily. "He's probing your little brother or sister."Both Joey and I must have dropped our jaws at the same time because it made my mom laugh, breaking my dad's. Chuck slapped a Mechanics Lien of it. It’s been in the courts for a year. Montenegro decided he needed a smaller more fuel efficient aircraft and gave the title to Charles,” Amy said.“And?”“Charles did a thousand hour on it and wants to recoup his labor and parts,” she explained.A familiar 450 Merc pulled up, Rachael got out of the passengers side and Roslyn unassed the drivers side.Rachael said, “Did you call?”By the look on my face she knew I hadn’t.“Just like a man,” she said. “You’d forget. " Ashley nods at this, continuing to play with her fingers. “How about this,” Alex says, eyeing her up. “You beg me to pleasure you, and we’ll see where that leads us.” Ashley looks up at her master, a look of uncertainty on her face. “Master, I want you to make me your little slut, to leave marks all over my body that make me yours.” She says, her voice husky from the pleasure. Alex grins. “I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over your mumbles.” Ashley clears her throat and repeats. With a grin, Tony corrected himself. Just an hour ago he had unwrapped himself from Harriet’s embrace. Compared with the comfort she gave him, even sailing before the trades was paling a little.There was the prince. He was controlling the chalk board near the wheel. Tony had seen it already. During the night, Clyde had logged an average of nine knots, even without her royals. Now she ran closer to ten knots.The prince approached. “Good morning, Sir.”“Good morning, Captain,” Tony replied in a.