"There in Claude's office I saw you do something where you were not being a demanding, bossy bitch. I liked it." Oh Mark honey, I was only trying to d... my best to raise you right. I'm sorry." All her demanding attitude disappeared as she tried another approach."I did not want you to be like either your father or Mike. Your Grandpa Hunter knew who your biological father was."He wanted to ensure there was a continuation of Hunter Manufacturing, with the Hunter name and blood line running it.. ‘Hey,’ I heard someone call out, ‘who invited Philly? Don’t they know this is a New York train?’ There were general chuckles all around. The stop was briefer this time and we were once again off westward. Someone from the rear of the car produced a deck of cards and a rather rowdy game of some sort ensued. Meanwhile, Jack and I contented ourselves with watching the scenery roll by. After another little while we came to another stop. This station was unlike Grand Central or Philadelphia. This. ‘Nothing to bother you with, dear,’ said Courtney, wriggling her toes while waiting to snuggle up against him. After a gentle bout of intercourse Courtney slipped off to sleep still in Matt’s arms. Matt lay awake contented, his thoughts drifting about. It worried him how rapidly times seemed to be changing. Both Collier and his father had provided a very satisfactory life for themselves and families as farmers. Their monetary wealth, their independence and certainly their self-generated. ." he told Beverly.One of Otis' big fingers had seemed a lot to Beverly -- but she had nowhere to go and whatever Otis wanted, Otis got, so she tried not to whine -- not that she succeeded. Slick pulled her head forward so Otis had a better shot -- and Marcel could get better video, incidentally. Otis managed the insertion, but it hurt; Beverly surfaced a little masochism and handled it. Fingers weren't all she was going to get -- she knew that..."You like having your ass done, don't you,.