”“Oh Eli! Can we leave now?” she asked, smiling up at him with her dark eyes sparkling.“No, but real soon. I love my Mexican woman and the mot...er of my son, Levi.”“Eli, when Levi is one year old, will you let me have your baby again? I still want to give you a baby girl.”“I want us to make that baby girl too like we talked about, Analisa.”“Eli, can she really be wild like her sisters?” she asked and smiled.“As wild and free as the prairie winds and as beautiful as her momma.”“Oh Eli.”Eli turned. " We've sold a few things, and I have around three thousand in checks. We need to get a bank account, I guess." Right. Are there any employees yet? Are the checks made out to you?" No and Yes." Have you registered the business or do you have a name for it?" No. We're going to call it Still Waters Art, got a whole list of names for divisions and stuff, just not a lot of business yet." Then it's simple for now. Just go to your bank and open a new account in your name, Doing Business As Still. Picks me up and lays me down infront of the marble fireplace on that white bear skin rug carpet. I lay there with my legs slitly bent and open, he then slides my thong off down to my ankles and off past my stileto shoes. By the fire place there laid a champaigne bottle cooler with ice in it. He removed the already opened bottle of champagne and pours it onto my stomach, in which he slowly licks it off With an ice cube from the cooler, he runs it down from my belly button to my clit, He then. But this young lady wasn't quite that defined. She had pert B-cup tits and prominent nipples pushing out her tight t-shirt. Her waist dipped sharply into a narrow band right at her belly button and then swept back out to meet her well-rounded hips and ass. Her shapely legs were openly displayed beneath a short skirt. I just knew that under that skirt was a rock hard pair of ass cheeks.She had jet-black hair, which, on the sides, ran strait to the top of her shoulders but in the back it swept.