By now I had the stump speech ingrained on my DNA, even with the changes we made from time to time to answer Stewart’s latest nonsense. We had taken...to using a line from the movie Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps, which wouldn’t be made for many more years to come. Whenever somebody started spouting something pro-Stewart and patently false about me, I would just hit back with, “I’ll make you a deal. “When Andy Stewart stops telling lies about me, I’ll stop telling the truth about him.”In the. I tried to match my wife's outrage as I remained an unsullied husband.Mostly I was pissed off by the thought of interns. The exploding army of unpaid ones. I thought there was an Amendment to the Constitution that solved the unpaid labor thing.Economics and class warfare went out the window when she started sucking on my dick. There I was, after work, sitting on the sofa and trying to watch the stupid fucking television. As she worked me, Chloe explained how Lori's divorce was final, and she'd. . we take all. Thesales lady said that they didn't have any sexy shoes of my size, but shewas going to call a friend at the shoe store on the second floor of themall. Liz thank her for that and paid for the clothes, the sales lady gaveme a points card and while smiling she told me... I think you are going tobe a good customer here... have fun.. and enjoy it... you are going to love itand she smiled again.I told Liz if she could carry the bag because I was shy, she gave me thebag telling me. Andrea reached and lifted her tee shirt over her head, holding the tee shirt and scrapping semen off it. Luke stared at her bra covered breasts. She lowered the tee shirt and looked at her son. She smiled at him, took one more look at his cock, turned and walked away to finish loading the washing machine.A couple of nights later Andrea was in bed, not quite asleep. Her phone buzzed. Luke had borrowed her phone and installed a new app. She was watching her son lie on his bed. His only clothing a.