Oh here we go. You need some back patting now? Need someone else to boost your ego a bit more. One of these days you’re going to...Just as quickly a... he appeared, James willed him away. He wasn’t too sure what to make of the Gold James anymore. By now he could usually keep that shiny bastard de-summoned, but the moment he got a little egotistical about something he’d achieved the shiny little bastard would pop up again to lecture him. Which tended to be quite often.Rubbing his face tiredly. The look on his face was a combination of shock, amazement, and disbelief. “What did you find?” asked Maria.“There was a hidden and encrypted area within the email storage. What the daughter observed was the counter of unread emails kept increasing, but there were no unread emails visible in the files.”Maria then asked, “Have you cracked the encryption?”“Ron must have either been lazy or, like so many others, had problems remembering a lot of codes. Whichever it was, laziness or forgetfulness,. I felt bad but I always blew my money off before rent came. But she never complained. Which made me feel guiltier. I tried to save my money but ended up blowing it all off in poker. I tried to explain but she waved me off and said she'd pay for it. I was never home anyway so it was like she lived by herself. It was when the guilt overcame me I stayed home for once and skipped a party hosted by one of my friends. And I was up attempting to make breakfast so that I could lighten to load on her. . rotten!Bette Jean involuntarily reached down to comfort her sobbing son. He was in pain too. The poor innocent lamb, seduced by her own sister... the sister she'd taken in. Oh God... there were no words for a woman who would do such a thing. The slut, the ungrateful bitch... coming into her home and contaminating an innocent boy with her breasts bouncing and her hips taunting. Oh God... there was no justice. The tears welled up and choked out of her, gritty and painful, the breath rasping in.