I'm not going to help you, but I guess you're going to help me, and helpyourself in the process." What do you mean, help you? What can I do? I'm jus... stuck here, in yourhead apparently." Right, and you give me some violent headaches. I have to shoot up anexperimental drug cocktail every week to shut you up. So the way Iunderstand it, if we can't come to an agreement, I'm going to be dosingmyself into an early grave. And if we do come to an agreement, I'mnegotiating with a monster."I opened. He was shorter than Daddy by a good five or six inches and had a thin frame. He had no fat on him but he also had no muscles, his skin pale as if he never saw the sun. He had shaggy dirty blonde hair and his green eyes weren’t fixated on Mommy’s fingers like I thought they’d be, but instead were on Daddy’s cock. “She’ll be fine once we stretch her twat a little,” Daddy said to him. Daddy smiled and patted the space next to him on the couch. Henry quickly sat down, his stiffening six inch dick. 'I see. Are you still interested in mergers and acquisitions?''I am.' 'Good. Why don't you drop by and see me in the morning?''In Montreal?''We opened our Toronto office last year. We're in First Canadian Place, 32nd floor. Shall we say nine o'clock?''Let me see. Yes, I can manage that.'TuesdayThe meeting lasted all morning. There was a lengthy interview, an IQ test, and then a detailed personality inventory. Think Myers-Briggs on steroids. It was early afternoon before I left for home. My. . you know ... excite you?" she asked in her little girl voice."C'mere. I'll show you," I said.I led her to the bed and had her sit on the edge, while I knelt and removed her heels."I've got to tell you that I've never walked in heels this high before. I'm glad I got to practice on the stairs tonight; I would hate to go to the party and make a fool of myself."She was chattering now. She had lived in her fantasy world, and even pushed her boundaries a little with the striptease. But basically,.