,” he glared at him.Scott shook his hand and gave Pete a big hug too. Vicky said a polite goodbye, and Brad offered his hand.While gripping Brad’s...hand, Pete leaned to his ea. “I still don’t care very much for you dating my sister! Whatever you do, don’t hurt her!”“I shouldn’t have to worry too much if Derek is right, that you punch like Abby does,” Brad teased. Pete gripped Brad’s right hand, squeezing it extra tight. Brad returned the gesture trying even stronger. “See you on the ice, soon,”. There she was, my oldest, Alishia, standing there, her hip cocked, with a smug grin saying, "Well, look who had to cover up now?"I looked at her and pulled the towel loose saying, "Hey, no big deal," realizing that I was about half-hard as I walked past her and down the hall and into my bedroom. I thought that this might make me the winner in our test of wills and when I turned around, Allie was closing the door."But, Dad, that is a big deal," and she stepped to me, took my cock in her hand and. . look right ... Thanks, now the other eye.”“Good! Your eyes tell me that you haven’t been too shaken up. No pain in the head? No dizziness, specks in front of your eyes, no nausea?”“Other than my arm, and feeling sick, no, my head doesn’t hurt at all.”“Okay, hold still while I take your helmet off. It doesn’t look dented or cracked – thank you for wearing one, by the way. It makes life a lot simpler knowing that you had your head protected. Now, I’m just going to feel round for any lumps and. His suit was altered off the rack ... admittedly ... it was a good rack ... but it wasn’t bespoke. So the cut was just a little off ... and the color ... eww.“I insist you sell me that car,” he said. He pointed at the Escort.“Not for sale.”“Do you have any idea who I am?”“Well ... you’re neither Tidewater nor Cocaine ... I know all of those guys,” I said.“I could buy and sell you,” he said.“You have millions?”“I don’t need millions for the likes of you,” he said.“Get out of my garage,” I.