And all of it falls on Mr. Mullins to clean up. Scratch that, it also falls on his Secretary. Miranda Ramirez, not a personal assistant. That was c...ear on the first day. A throw back to a different age perhaps, along with cigarette girls and stewardesses. But Secretary. Mr. Mullins doesn’t. That is the joke in the office. He doesn’t seat. He doesn’t sleep. He doesn’t laugh or take breaks or take vacations. He doesn’t lose cases either. He doesn’t come cheap. The billables alone. ..get off...that way."Kelly laughed in surprise. "Oh my god! That was mom's pussy juice on your dick when you came into the bathroom, right?"Kevin nodded, the memory of what happened arousing him. His shorts were seriously tenting right now. Kelly noticed."It was almost like we were fucking," he said, trying to press down his erection with his hand."Wow, I guess I shouldn't feel so bad about making out with her then." That was pretty hot!" Kevin said, remembering walking down the stairs and. I can't. She's sixteen years younger than me. I really could be her uncle. I must not succumb. This has to be a teenage crush as far as she's concerned. I'm the only male who's shown her affection without groping her, apart from Tom, and I sense that she merely views him as a friend. In any case being a cousin is going to dent any ardour."There was no time for any discussion when they got home. The police were due to take statements at any moment. Nevertheless, such was their love for each. " I know Daddy was holding back his anger towards me which was so predictable of him. I immediately put my plan into motion, the plan that I had been hatching since the start of the year."Dad, are you free on Saturday? Maybe we can talk with Ms. Adler about my math grade. That way, I can still pass for valedictorian." Fine, fine. You know I love you right? And that I'd do anything for you. Let's meet this teacher of yours this Saturday to get your grades changed."That Saturday came and we met.