Remember the spin off companies of Halliburton? I have a hunch Brandywine started the same way and grew into something more."I have been hit with an I...S audit." So? Jesse, everyone gets audited some time or other. There is nothing I can do about that. The IRS is not a part of the FBI." Hell, even a dumb old country boy like me knows that. However the timing is all wrong. Someone sicced the IRS on us. That had to be someone from your office and that someone has to be a person who is looking. She looked warm and tender and I must admit that my mouth watered at the thought of living and feasting on her. And the feature that finally persuaded me to leave the comfort and safety of Caesar's short-haired pelt was the veritable forest of curly hair that covered the woman's genital area and extended upwards to her lower belly.For me it was an easy jump from Caesar's back to the toilet seat and the further leap from there to the woman's firm, prominent ass was not difficult for a skilled. "Why do we need more money?" Sean, we raised most of what's on the table tonight," Seth explained. "But raising animals and gardens cost money too. Running this ranch costs money."Sean looked at Susan and asked, "You aren't running a ranch. Why do you need money?" We're pretty lucky to be living where we are because all we need to pay Seth and Martha are taxes on our house," Pete answered for Susan."And you don't have to pay that," Martha grumbled. "We could have covered it in the Ranch. Hypo barked in excitement and raced off.“What the fuck?” John said, watching the exchange with amazement.Marty grinned at the two men. “Right foot is Rum, left is Beer,” he explained.Ben said, “So how does he ask them what they want?”“Oh, he just barks at Mary. She understands and tells him what she wants. I can’t talk to him like she can, so we made up our own signals,” Marty explained.Marty turned to Mary, and the boys came up the steps. He handed her a drink and then the boys theirs. He.