Our company's president and chief executive officer, Jack Edwards and his wife, Emily, died in the crash of their jet on the way back from their vacat...on. I loved and appreciated Jack and Emily. Their daughter, Karen, is with us this morning along with John Long, her guy. If Karen wants to speak, we will listen."Karen nodded. John and I helped her up beside Lisa. She said, "I've have gotten to know so many of you over this weekend. Thank you for seeing me and for your kind words. Please keep me. “I’m I the first to touch you here.” “yeah.” “how does it feel.” “I like it.” I get down on my knees and pull her bra right down to her stomach and her tits flop out. They bounce up and down then in place. I lean in and devour her titties like it’s the last source of milk. She presses up against the couch. “oh… oh god.” she says franticly My tongue is moving all around her right nipple and my fingers are playing with the other. I lick, kiss and suck every inch of her tits. I had been dreaming. ’ Grunting her father then asked, ‘Don’t you miss your family?’ ‘Yes Mr Anstell, but I can always go back for visits, in fact I was over with them at Christmas.’ Butting in, her mother said pointedly at Froo, ‘It’s a long way away, Los Angeles, I would think your family miss you not being there? I know I would miss Lorraine and Francesca if they lived very far from me.’ Misha heard the implied threat in her statement, and bit his tongue. They were setting down limits for Froo. He now could see. It is warm up here and light. I take her into the master bedroom and lay her in the bed and pull the covers over her. I kneel down beside the bed so my face is level with hers. I stroke her hair back. She does not look at me. My stomach knots with fear; have I asked too much of her? Will she ever forgive me?I go and run a bath for her. When I come back she is sitting up with the covers pulled around her. She looks at me but there is no smile and I can’t read her eyes. I sit on the bed.