You just do what you want, I'm sure the extra hours I get out of you will more than pay for a few copies." Thank you."While Petra was turning on the a...swering machine, Gail told Atwood what Howard said."Well, I'm not surprised. Howard is a lot like his dad. He may not go to mass all the time, but inside his head, he's Catholic. But you two have some other problems, too, I think." Atwood held up his hands, as if to say that he didn't want to hear about them. "And maybe you should concentrate on. It was a perfect opportunity to watch some more porn. I took my phone out and sat it on the steering wheel. Once I found a video that interested me, I turned on the Bluetooth radio so I could hear it better. Another of the same guy with the big brown dick. And of course, another young lady stroked his dick. Why couldn't I get that lucky? Of course, I was stroking, but I kept it discreet, and if someone parked or came to their car beside me, I would conceal my activities. Things didn't seem to. Daddy said I was lucky to get an older man. I told Daddy who he was and he was happy to meet him. I had not told Tony Daddy and I had been having sex for ages, but somehow he found out or realised the two of us had been doing it together. He then he knew how I got to be so good at it. One night Daddy and his girlfriend Jean had a party and they wanted my boyfriend and me to be there. It was just the four of us and almost as soon as Tony got there Jean wanted to know about Tony and me having. Not really." Owen paused. Christina was only a short trip down 403,but he was still wondering what his own next steps were after school"What then honey?" The endearment was likely the most ironic clue shemight get if he stopped talking, but he shrugged one last time, more outof surrender than indifference."She ... um...just girls, Mom. I'm not a girl." He sighed at the obviousas the inevitable feeling of hopelessness sapped his strength."I suppose that means we haveourwork cut for us?" Carly.