Then they got up, hand-in-hand, and headed for the patio door."Mom, Dad, we're heading inside for something to drink, OK?"My spouse waved."OK, kids. W...'ll be out here for a while yet, I think."I heard another giggle, then the patio door opened and closed. My spouse lifted off me."OK, David. Time for your front."I flipped over. Still hard as a rock. My spouse ran her hand down my chest and over the front of my trunks."Why, Mr. Pirate, is that an ingot you've got there, or are you preparing to. . not nearly as complicated as cash-flow analysis, for example." You do cash-flow analysis?" Bobbie exclaimed. "You're kidding!" Not really," the little girl continued with her forehead knitting up in the cutest way. "I had to learn it to defend myself against Kenny. He accuses me of making investment decisions purely on gut feel and instinct — no facts. Well, I couldn't listen to a lot of woman's-intuition garbage, so I had to learn cash-flow and financial analysis to back up my choices with. .. Speaking of which she was going to have to have a talk with her son. He was obviously reaching adolescent sexual awakening. She knew that it was normal for youngsters his age to peruse girlie magazines and even dabble on some of the internet porn sites, but his comments about her affair with that dreadful store manager were way out of line. Yes, she had made a mistake in allowing him to control her the way he did, but Joel needed to know she had done it simply to protect her job. Or had. When they danced he put his hands up under her dress and cupped her ass. He pulled her tight to his body and rubbed his cock against her as they danced around the room and every one watched in amazement. Later they sat and he had her on his lap with his hand under the short dress and two fingers in her cunt fucking her. It was not long before he walked her to a dark corner and pulled out his dick and shoved it in her cunt and fucked her hard. He slid the shoulders of her dress down and began.