The good old US of A had gone through a lot of changes over the last fifty years. Criminals were protected to the point that they could literally get ...way with murder. Even if he could prove that the Japanese businessmen murdered his brother, they probably had diplomatic passports, which meant they couldn't be prosecuted for any crime they committed.Al's mood was black when he walked into his apartment. Normally he could look at the big sprawling open spaces and feel contentment. Tonight it. This was all hopeless. He'd hadnothing but bad luck for years, now. It seemed as if the fates werejust out to get him."Now, let's see. Hmmm...." Barbara perused the spreadsheet that hadthe jobs at Golden Bluffs and the employees assigned to those posts.She looked for a very long while and her face grew concerned. "So...do you think you'd be ok if you were seated for part of the day?"Quinn shrugged. "I guess. I really don't know for sure until I try." Of course, of course," Barbara nodded. "What. “Oh, fuck yea girl! Stroke that dick with both hands!” he moaned, moving his hips up and down fucking her hands while she jerked him off. His dick started to throb in Renee's hands, making her pussy quiver.Renee slid one of her hands over the head of his cock smearing a large drop of precum all over the head of his cock. With her palm over the head of his cock she worked her hand in a circular motion spreading more and more precum onto her palm. Once the palm of her hand was coated in his. .. The corners of his mouth turned up just a little. A sign. Of course, there goes that Haley and Bill closing all the blinds and running around naked. Except weekends that Deena would spend with her mom.I kept my mouth shut on that option, instead saying, “That’s one thing Mister Steve’s always tried to do – keep me like I was his daughter.” I gained one of those clarifying moments of thought. Mister Steve DID, as best he could. Yeah, if you look up ‘redneck’ in the dictionary, they use HIS.