She’d have to sell, which she’ll never do.”“It’s like us,” I said. “But on a different scale. Most of our net worth is in the house, our...investments, and NIKA. But to get access to that cash, we’d have to sell everything.”“You know the Foundation’s finances, Steve. It’s the same. We generate significant income from bonds, Treasuries, and REITs and we use that income to fund our projects. If we used the capital, there would be no Foundation.”“Well, at least I got a nice Chinese lunch out of. She wondered what he would do with himself all day.This time last week things had been normal and she hadn't thought about sex for years. Resting her head back and closing her eyes she thought through the events of that day...I arrived home from a hot day at the office.Entering my kitchen I slip off my shoes, and then my skirt, then drink a refreshing glass of water and shed my blouse.Going to my room I pause at the open door, sensing someone's presence.There, lying on my bed in only his vest. I let go just enough that when pushed again I lost my balance. I was pushed again as they got up, but I was not so weak I could not move. I sprang up and in one step collided again with them just as we got to the door. I grabbed their waist while reaching for the light.The explosion of bright, fluorescent light stopped us both momentarily. Pushing aside their legs so they fell to the ground, the weight pulling me down as well. It was as tried to keep hold, I realised I had grabbed a woman’s. . What worth do we have at all?So, in the end, it wasn't really concern for myself that swayed my heart. It was compassion. It was concern for my sister. My sister the bitch; my sister the callous. My sister, the suffering. Trina.I guess Brandon understood the look on my face. "You're going to do it." I have to," I said.He smiled at me, and squeezed my hand."But not here," I said. "Not now."I wasn't sure if he'd approve of that or not. I'm still not sure if he did. But he at least accepted it..