”“So, that would be twelve thousand dollars in profit.”“And life in jail if someone wants to bust us for having pot plants on the property.”...im said, “We would have to get that taken care of before we buy it.”“It’ll grow right back. There’s a reason they call it ‘weed.’”“We can take care of it,” Tim said.“How?”“We talk to Detective Banks, and put the monkey on his back.”“He’ll love us to death,” Benny said.Tim said, “I wish I had a Dick Tracy watch. I’d give him a call right now.”“Me too, but. I walked to the door and pressed my ear to the painted wood. I could hear her soft footsteps on the hardwood. Twisting the knob, I cracked the door open a bit. I saw her disappear into the master bedroom. Slowly I tiptoed to her bedroom door and spied around the jamb.The coach stood naked, his back to me. He seemed to be shivering as he turned to get something from his dresser. I watched as his cock was revealed. His balls hung low and hairy. I compared his cock to mine and figured we were. -That so? That’ll be why you brought the crop then? Putting my welfare before yours… -I brought the crop because you need it sometimes. Stop being coy. I don’t have to remind you that you’ve got off several times having your cunt beaten with it. In fact – his cock stiffened at the thought – maybe you require that tonight. -I don’t think so. But her eyes were sparkling mischievously. He kissed her nose and took her hand: -Time to explore darling. But first, I need to pop into the shop. Something. I have to stay in bed with her or she'll cry during the night."She looked down the hallway and then at my door, contemplating her options. At the end of it all she decided to go into my brother's room. He entered and climbed under the blanket beside me. The central air was on in our house, causing it to be cooler than the mid-80s it was outside. He rested his hand around my waist from behind. I felt secure and soon drifted off.His adjusting behind me stirred me from my deep slumber. The sun was.