"Nope," he answered succinctly, "but Doc Haldermann just drove by in his new automobile. It's a Ford." He made a dismissive sound. My brother was very...opinionated about motor cars, and thought that Buicks were vastly superior to Fords.After confirming to myself that mother wasn't hiding somewhere in the house, I went out to the barn. It only took a minute to conclude that she wasn't there either. There was really only one other place that she would possibly be.Our farm was 160 acres, made up of. He rolled onto his back to receive her and pulled her along. She reached down to feel his cock and found him stroking it with his hand. She covered it with hers and followed his rhythm for a moment as they stroked his shaft together. Then he slipped his hand out and she continued on her own. As his cock grew less slippery her hand would no longer slide against it so she gripped it tightly and could feel the skin of his cock slide against the bone hard surface beneath. She liked that, but soon. "I have the guy and a hammer ready. He's more than willing. You know some folks won't like that."I grinned back. "Maybe they'll get mad and quit." You won't be that lucky."I grinned. "You never know."He left and April Monroe entered with a flourish. "Mister Anderson, I have some important meetings at the Capitol to soothe some Senators and Representatives who are upset with your appointment. I..." Stop." I said abruptly. "Don't do that. Cancel those meetings by phone, text, or email. Then. He could feel the power that leaked through the metal and the thoughts that tried hard to leach into his brain. He fought it, moving bare inches from the metal. When his skin no longer touched the door, the influence of whatever it was, was gone."Whatever it is," he gasped as he heard the door rattle again. "It's strong and hungry. It wants us." He glanced at Dianna and then at the other ASP members behind them. "We'll need to be at our strongest. This thing that Braxton has, it's strong and.