Yes, I am in high school, like I told you; but I also own a company that sold some patents for a good deal of money. What you heard, was me calling my...friend ... who also happens to be an attorney ... to get some help for us. I have no idea how to actually arrange any of that stuff, so thank God I have some friends I can call." So, you're rich?" Sandy asked, sounding both amazed and a little disgusted."You could say that," I said with a shrug.I could see a look pass between them, and I let out. I'll be back soon."Jennifer, whose moroseness was already beginning to be matched by alcoholic stupor, simply waved to her friend, bottle in hand, as Cindy left. She continued to drink herself into a haze which provided little relief from the gloom and despair which now permeated her spirit and her very existence. Jennifer's thoughts went to relief from her grief and pain which the alcohol was now dulling less and less."David Gentry?" Yes."The young man had just emerged from the Board of. "Not yet big boy, I'm not done with you yet."I couldn't take it anymore I had to have her! I HAD to be INSIDE that wet white pussy. I grabbed her shirt and ripped it off exposing her blue bra. Her pale thick tits bounced out of her tiny bra. I pulled her over on top of my lap. She ripped off her short skirt and slid her panties to the side. Her fat wet pussy plopped down on my thick hard dick. She wrapped her arms around my neck and started to ride me as fast as she could. "You like that baby?". " His brain was processing, finding nothing to dwell on, like empty shelves. "I actually like the Evening Star better, but it's a mess, a dying mess the last few years." Yes, well," she exhaled, "guess I should move in, fetch my stuff. I mean if that's what you have in mind. I don't have much. If that's what you want, you know." She put down her cup and smiled at him. "I think we, well, we belong together. I guess." She smiled. "Seems like a good fit." Yes, that's exactly what I want. You..