That's a twenty-five year loan. For the next five years, you can build a nest egg and pay off more houses. If in five years everything is the same the... we can give you a larger management fee and pay off the houses slower."Jill said, "Britt, we don't want charity." Jill, I know what you're saying. If people are trying to help, you shouldn't look at it as charity. You're paying me back every penny, plus interest. So, there's no charity involved. I'm just restructuring the deal to make it easier. And she said she couldn't wait until we could be together again, which went double for me. But for the next couple of weeks, we didn't get in a single kiss. We both agreed that after the Nicholas thing we should play it cool, at least as far as any late-night stuff. And we didn't want anyone to notice us going off by ourselves all the time. As it turned out, though, that didn't mean we couldn't do anything. It started one night at dinner. This time Elizabeth and me were sitting next to each. The mechanic tells me he likes a slut who is always ready for fucking, not wearing any underwear. He throws my dress to the barman and tells him to put it under the bar as I will not be needing it for the next couple of days, as I am going to stay like this from now, and to go wherever he goes, that he is going to parade me around the village showing everybody what a fucking slut I am. I begin to object and with that I receive a sharp hard slap across my ass causing some pain, and I am told to. Oh god!!! I thought to myself. I so hope that she did not hear me. I could hear mom talking to me in a distance. All that I could do was respond with nodding of my head. To be honest I did not really know what she was saying. It just felt so good having moms soft hands palming my nipples. There was a release, and the next thing that I was aware of was that mom was behind me holding my breast up in front of the mirror. So baby girl how do you think they look.