"You don't waste any time, do you?" Natasha began as we sat in the high-backed booth."Well, it's probably just two ships passing, that sort of thing, ...o there usually isn't a lot of time." Tell me, Nathan, what do you do for a living?" Nothing. At least, not right now. I'm living on severance from my last job." And what was that?" Security." Like a mall guard or an armored car guy?" No ... not exactly. I worked for the Canadian government. Internal security." You aren't giving me much," she. "Now go and exercise the dogs. It's getting late." He zipped his pants then turned back around to his desk."All right, Daddy. And don't you worry, business will get better from here on out. I promise."Sally wiped the cum from her face with the back of her hand as she headed out the door. She knew she had to hurry if she wanted to keep her appointment this morning.Sally was trembling when she rang the woman's doorbell. This was her first customer, not including Ann, and Sally wanted everything. He had always had a thing for kinky sex,and was now rock hard. This was already way past the line he'd ever cometo in his other sexual encounters, and the thought made him feel a littleafraid, but excited. She soon stopped kissing him."Suck on my tongue," she demanded, and stuck it out just out of hisreach. She still had a handful of his hair, but let him barely reachforward, taking it in his mouth. He wasn't sure what to do, so hedecided to seal around it with his mouth and suck. She let. It looked like Beth Ann and I were about to come in to a lot of money. It might take a few months but the handwriting was on the wall. We'd have to be careful to protect it, but I was willing to bet neither of us would ever need to work, again.When I finished in the restroom, Mr. Bell and Mr. Hillman were still going at it hammer and tongs, so I took a seat at the lunch counter. Martha struck up a conversation with me and kept me entertained, while I kept an eye on Mr. Bell's progress with.