I didn’t want a whole bunch of people knowing because it would get back to you and someone that hated you could hear it then come after Bret. When I...moved here to help mom I told Scott to leave me alone that I didn’t want to date him but he followed anyways then he forced me to let him move in with me in mom’s basement.’ ‘Why are you telling me all of this?’ ‘Because Jerry I know you – you’d just keep asking questions of me or Mom or whoever until you found out whatever you wanted to know. I. ”George stepped out of the waiting room and headed to the entrance of the funeral parlor assuming that the director would be there to great people. He ran straight into the Vice-President, although it would be more accurate to say that he ran into the Secret Service agent protecting Vice-President Dan Porter. He found himself getting directed towards a wall.“Stop it. That’s Georgie Moore!”The agents kept him from hitting the wall and got him back on his feet. George looked at the Vice-President. ‘How long as it been since I last saw you?’ ‘Six days and eight hours, master,’ Yvoine replied in a soft voice. This was part of their routine so her words didn’t tremble, but the woman put enough lilt on them to make Sara wonder if she had voice training some time in her past. ‘How many times have you fucked since then?’ ‘Twice, master.’ Sara wondered if that was true and if there was anyway for Travis to verify it. ‘Men or women.’ ‘A man both times, master.’ ‘One of your regulars?’ he asked. The mulattoservant knew how pretty she was, and made the most of her physicalassets. Now, she was thrusting her full, pendulous breastsforward sensuously, and the large, melon-shaped lobes of fleshpressed against the thin material of her blouse. The roundpouting circles of her pointy nipples were clearly outlined by thethin material, and Brutus’ smoldering eyes kept darting down andogling them greedily. Brutus was a brawny, impressive specimen of manhood.Standing six feet two inches.