Stuff we've made doesn't make money sitting in the warehouse."Reg nodded."If there's no room in the warehouse there's little spare space on the shop f...oor and so production has to be slowed down or even stopped. That's not efficient." No." One thing that was considered was expanding the warehouse..." But you'd still have stuff sitting around not earning money." Absolutely!" I reckon that Dobson and Sons are your biggest problem." Why?" They're unreliable." Go on." Trucks often arrive two, three. Then I felt a cold rush deep inside my pussy and realization hit me. My eyes shot open and I raised my head. “Did you just squirt whipped cream in my pussy?”I stared into his confused face as he started to explain. “Um, well, I was trying to be romantic and… um, well, I even have strawberries that I was going to…”I propped up on my elbows and glared at him. “How could you possibly think a can of cold whipped cream squirted inside me would be a good idea?” I laughed in spite of myself — and. "I called Frank and told him I would be there for our tee time. All the way to the clubhouse I kept thinking about the change in Lena. Was she thinking of me as a father figure or as a lover? I shook the thoughts out of my head.Frank already had my clubs on his cart. George and Bob were ready as well. Frank began needling me at the first tee box, "Well Gov'nah, I do believe rank has its privilege so you have the honors, your honor." When was the last time you had to go to the hospital to have a. She told me about the elderly couple who used to own our house and that her husband was a solicitor and she owned three hair salons in Brighton. She gave me a scotch and coke and showed me around her garden. She asked me if I was married and I told her a bit about Dee, “You and Dee can use the pool whenever you fancy.” She said, “I’m sure Martin won’t mind.” Martin was her husband and was off playing golf at the local club. Then Crystal invited us to dinner that evening, “Just a get to know you.