”“Commander Chilton, this is Colonel Ferguson. In regards to the return of the Marines currently assigned to us, we have arranged to have the Shel... opened to allow sufficient shuttles to pick up the Marines and their vehicles to enter Parthas air space from the vicinity of the space station, and to exit to that area when loaded. We need to arrange when this will be done. Over.”“Colonel Ferguson, you have! We presumed it would require considerable time to arrange that. It would be best to. Slade said that since Mistress Raell is training me that I’m going to be a personal slave.’ ‘Well even better! Welcome to the ranks, Drake!’ Cody grinned at him again, then sauntered back over to Slade and Aubrey’s group. Drake finished eating and headed downstairs. He still walked a little bowlegged due to the buttplug, but found he was pretty used to it. He approached the same wooden platform, going over everything he’d learned the last few days. He suddenly paused in his metal review,. I then got some good advice. Bob started off.“It’s good that you’re looking to build a nest egg and grow it. My first piece of advice is finding a broker that is young, someone that you can grow with. The other positive of your plan is that you’re not putting all your eggs in one basket.”I saw the intelligence behind his idea. In going with a broker pretty much straight out of college, they would be hungry to grow the portfolio of their clients. It was also someone I could have a lifelong. "We had to wash out our panties, Daddy. They were dirty." She said it like he was the village idiot, and she was explaining it to him.Dick looked at Dave, who was staring at Denise's butt. He elbowed him."You want to knock that off?" he whispered."What?" said Dave, tearing his eyes away from Denise. He looked at his friend. "Um ... sorry." Were you looking at my butt, Uncle Dave?" Denise said, her voice full of syrup."Hey!" said Cindy. "I thought we..." Shhhhhh!" went Denise."Oh ... yeah...".