”“Fucking hell,” I sighed. “So?”“They want to offer BLS $250,000 to make this go away. I suspect they’d go to twice that amount before t...ey considered litigating.”“But even then, THEY get to decide how the case is handled?”“Yes. Including trying to throw Nelson under the bus, something you’ve forbidden us from doing.”“Of course I have! They’re a customer. If I fuck over my customers, I’m dead! But it sounds like the insurance carrier doesn’t care.”“They don’t. But, that also gives you a. (Everyone called it a pecker in those days.) I was curious, so I dropped my shorts. She said, "Boy it sure is little." I'm going to regress a little now. I had been born at my grandmother's house and had not been circumcised. With the foreskin still attached, my pecker stayed in its sheath. This really bothered me, because in gym class, most of the others boys had been circumcised. Then, I discovered that when it was fondled, it would grow and grow within its sheath. Anyway, this neighbor girl. I did note that he was on his second marriage, guess the cheerleader he married must have gotten sick of him, or perhaps the snotty little bitch wouldn’t play whatever game this creep had in mind, “Who knows?” I thought. I felt a bump in the middle of my back and turned to say, “woops, sorry to be in the way.” It was Sweetie again, she was making her rounds and had a tray full of empties. “Oh, its you again, how you doing Daddy, need another?” She had such a smooth easy style that I felt at. ‘I’m Gabriel,’ he added holding out his hand. Mia couldn’t help but choke on her coffee, as she looked him over. He was tall, well over six feet with a nice rugged face. If a person looked close, they would have seen a slight hint of his age. His dark, mysterious eyes were hidden under a large, black Stetson. Her eyes looked lower to a body that could very easily rival a man half his age and make her wish that she were twenty-five again. ‘Nice to meet you,’ she said, holding out her shaking.