I scrambled with my shorts, jeans and zipper as she took the shirt and dabbed gently at the wet mess on her chest and neck. Boy, did I just fuck up, o... what? Lynn noticed my horror. Her eyes crinkled with mischief and delight, but she looked a little sad. “I'm sorry.” I stammered. “Don't worry about it.” She stepped up to me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and looked back down at her chest, dabbing at my cum a little more with the balled up cloth. Through that tank top, her nipples were. The hot water felt refreshing and the steam poured from the shower s tall as I stood relaxing and shaving under the forceful spray. I sang a few bars of "Aquarius" enjoying the sound of my voice echoing off the tile walls."Not a devious bone in her... but, it's almost as if I was meant to find that case..." I muttered.There was still no message on the voice mail. Standing naked in front of her kitchen desk, I rummaged for the itinerary she had left in case of emergency. "It should have the. "I left my Dad's office, going to an empty office to call Frank Clooney. I told him the basics of the idea. He told me we would have to set up three separate companies. One to broker the grain sales, one to do the actual trading for the trusts, and a third to consult with the trust trading company, and the grain brokerage company, and to guarantee to underwrite any trading losses to the trusts, or to the grain trading company. The charitable trusts would loan the money to the trading account. ”He headed out of the living room searching for Betsy. It took him a minute to realize that she was running around the enclosure for the atrium, making sure to keep it between him and her. Kneeling down at one of the corners, he waited for her to show up. When she came charging around the corner, Ed grabbed her. Putting his head on her stomach, he blew air making a loud noise and tickling her. She giggled and kicked her arms and legs.She kicked and wiggled trying to get free. Most kids learned.