" "You have no idea daddy." she purred. My cock strained against my boxers and my pants with a force that needed releasing. Before I could begin to p...ll my pants down my daughter grabbed the front of my pants and drew me close to her. Off came my belt and then she fumbled with a button before the zipper went down. She wasted little time in freeing my fully erect cock from it's constraints. "Wow daddy, you are dripping." she said as she pulled the lollipop from her mouth and licked the tip of. The attorney advises that the anonymous donor had a concern that funds be available for legal research and to hire a private investigator and perhaps a forensic accountant to follow the money trail and find out who, exactly, is behind those two companies that falsified debts against Stephanie. He advised further that funds up to $100,000 would be put into a blind trust account for that purpose." That is really great news!" I responded. I did not want to tip my hand to Green that I already had. Someone has been looking at my pics. The only possible solution to this puzzle hit him like a ton of bricks."Beth Newman! Well, well, well," he said aloud. It looks as if little Beth has been fooling around with my computer and somehow discovered my secret set of photos... that nosey bitch. She must not be as innocent as she seems."Bob, I have to have some help down here, please!" This "request" sounded more serious than the first.Bob made an inventory of what Beth might have seen. He looked. She says that Brenda Barnett just asked for your room number at the front desk.” My hand moved of its own volition and grabbed Jordan’s arm. BKL. It wasn’t Barnett, Keane, and Lamb. It was Brenda Katherine Lamb. Chances are that Bradley didn’t even know he was being manipulated by the silent partner of the firm, his erstwhile lover, Brenda Barnett. Riley told me that she had found records indicating that it was Brenda who owned the condo.“I hate to put you in the closet, Jordan,” I said. “But.