After they retired, he and my Uncle Dave (Margie's dad) moved there and bought a hardware store together. It wasn't anything big, just a little neighb...rhood shop but it gave them something to do and provided a nice little boost to their retirement income.It was Dad who picked up. "McMillan's." Hey, Dad. It's Tom." Hi, Son! How's it going up there?" It's going well, Dad. How's Mom?" Busy, as always. I wish I had half her energy. I think she's decided she has too much to do to die any time in the. They could smell food a mile off. She found her favorite little spot and spread out her bright blue blanket on the rocky beach and plopped her beach pillow to relax on.The waves weren't too high today and the sea was quite calm. An old man walked by with one of those gadgets that could find coins and metal in the sand. He was intent on finding something and was unaware of her sitting there. She smiled at the old man. So content he was in his search of buried treasure she thought.She leaned back. He'd actually set up a stock portfolio, about $30 million of well-diversified securities, growth mixed with income-producing. That was to be my traceable source of income, visible to IRS and anybody else who cared to check. And in cases of need there'd be more available, virtually unlimited as Lisa had said.My real work, for as long as he needed or wanted, would be Spook himself. He had, of course, vastly more raw intelligence than me or anyone else, he could think faster and better than any. Thomas began to thrust up into me as I came down on his cock. I could feel his cock-head press against my cervix with each thrust. Thomas grabbed my breasts. He pinched and rolled my nipples as I bounced up and down on his amazing cock. Damn that feels good, I thought to myself."Oh yeah, ride my cock until I explode deep inside you," Tom stammered.We fucked me like this for about ten minutes while I had another orgasm. I was amazed at Tom's stamina, before I felt him begin to shudder as he.