He picked his phone up and placed a call to States S&L asking to speak to Emma Kovar when the call was answered.“This is Emma Kovar.”“Emma, my n...me is Craig Jacobs. I was just talking to Phil Campbell and he suggested I give you a call about training your son in the mortgage department.”“Oh Mr. Jacobs, I am so glad you called.”“Please call me Craig.”“Did Phil tell you about the situation?”“Yes he did and my condolences on your loss. I know these must be difficult times for you.”“You can say. He could feel it through his hands; he considered he might have to replace the shock absorbers. Little enough, too, considering the deal he had received to purchase her. He ignored her shuddering movements and continued to talk about his childhood. The day passed swiftly. He did not notice that dusk was upon him again until the last ray of sunlight sparkled through the red taillights.There was a lump in Dave’s throat. Another day gone and still more to do. “I didn’t finish today, Sweetie, maybe. “You can if you want,” Becky laughed. “I’m taking her to lunch tomorrow to thank her for calling the cops on that idiot.”“Did he actually get in the house?” I asked.“He broke the storm door on the back,” Becky told us, “but he didn’t actually get in the house. I don’t know if that’s exactly breaking and entering, but the stuff the police found in his car will keep him in jail for a good long while.”“Oh?” Katie and I asked.“Ropes, blindfolds, handcuffs, knives, guns, a pipe bomb...” Becky. She stopped in front of her locker and removed her one-piece to expose her firm young body to me.I looked at her dark areolas and her slightly darker nipples. Her one-week growth of black pubic hair showed that she was all natural, and that her drapes and rug did indeed match. Her small breasts and her great ass were amazing. She took me into the very large shower. It could hold all of us but it would make things very interesting.Priya was washing my cock when a few of the other couples.