Oh God, she looks so tight and magnificent, I think to myself, as I lead her into the kitchen.Once there, I force her to bend down, tying her ankles t... the dinner table. I blindfold her with the tea towel. “You're in for a beautiful surprise S,” I tell her, grinning from ear to ear. The room is dead quiet, the only noise is her heavy breathing from the anticipation of my next move.After taking my time to admire her fine artisan figure, I stand close to her, not making a single sound. She. I really wasn't liking her very much.The clock told me it was still early, but I just couldn't sit around the kitchen listening to her whine about my dad. Sooner or later she'd have to do something about him. Either get him committed or castrated, or both. That would take some guts though and I already knew Mom to be a little short in the tough love department. She'd probably take the easy way out and just take off, move in with her boyfriend and file for misconsummation.It wasn't like my dad. It was a pic that Boratus had taken the night before. She and Brenda sat on the couch, showing the writing on their bodies with proud smiles.She almost came right then.Her mom burst out laughing. Katie turned red, thinking she’d been caught, but her mom held out her phone to show her Facebook page. A meme that said, “I like to help people find things by pointing out that it’s gotta be around here somewhere,” showed on the screen.“I do that!” her mom said, still chuckling.“Yeah, you do,” Katie. The guy we hired was from Germany and virtually no one in the US knew him. I chatted with the driver and asked him how excited he was to drive for Jaxson, Inc. He told me that he figured that it would take a few months to gain some traction with the fans. I agreed and asked him when the race in Long Beach would take place, he quoted the week and day of the race. I told him that I was looking forward to a race that most people in the US were not familiar with. He suggested a marketing plan.