Don’t you remember? He’s acting so strange because you threw him out and divorced him last year. I wish you remembered that, but its not really my...business. You told Miguel to store Chex in a garage in Houston, by the way.”I’d trust that guy with Chex? I don’t even let David drive Chex.“I don’t understand why you hate your father so much, Jessica,” Sharon said, “He puts a roof over our head.”“I’m just going to quit while I’m behind,” Jessica said.When they walked back to the house, there was. "You shouldn't say things you don't mean, son." Honest, Mom, not one of my friends' mothers even come close to measuring up to you. If you weren't my mother, I'd be on you in a New York second."Mom's face registered a bit of shock and I immediately began to apologize. Then, for the first time since I'd come home, I saw a faint smile on her face. "Thanks," she gushed, "but I still think you're trying to bullshit the public." Tell you what," I said. "Just to prove to you that I ain't lying, why. " That's OK. I just need some information about a person I'm trying to locate." Sure, anything I can do to help." Have you worked here long?" About 10 years." How long have you worked for the president?" The whole time."Sandi looked at the young woman. She must have gone right to the top in a hurry. "What can you tell me about the President's Ball that's going on next week?"Abby paled. No one outside of a very small group knew about the Ball. The policewoman's question scared her. She stiffened. I was stripped, laid out nude, and with my slender hairless body and pale skin I felt very girly-submissive. She looked down on me and starting caressing and pinching my nipples, smiling as she saw me react like any girl, my body twitching, hearing me whimpering in pleasure. When someone touches my nipples I get so aroused I can’t stop, I’ll do anything. She bent down and her long lovely hair brushed over my face as we started kissing on the mouth, working tongues into lips, damn sure I was.