In six months, you'll get to be an Engineer again, to build something. Project planning will be over. Project Management has it all figured out.Five m...nths pass.What do you mean there's no money left? you think. Where did it all go?You look around. Row after row of offices. Planners. Budget people. Managers. Project Managers. Directors. Where are the Engineers? What happened to our project?Oh, you're told, the customer cut back. It was getting too expensive. And by the way, you need to find. I went in the bathroom and showered. I washed out my pussy and ass as best I could. I had an implant that had about three years of life left, so I wasn’t immediately concerned about getting pregnant. Five years of four men a day, was over 7,000 men and probably multiple fucks by each one. Shit, by the time they turned me loose, I’d be thoroughly fucked over – probably 20,000 times or so. The prospect scared the shit out of me, but I wasn’t sure what to do. The nice thing was, I’d likely have. He steps closer to me, letting his dick caress my soft stomach and I smile as I feel it get hard again."Would you like to take control this time, Uncle Kerry?" Oh god, did he ever. Having her in control was amazing and the way she teased...but now its his turn and this turns him on more than ever, no teasing this time..."Are you sure you know what your asking, my sweet sexy niece?" He asks and I just grin. He knows what that means so he wastes no time. He pushes her back against the wall and. Why don’t you invite Mr. Curran down here? You’re almost set up as a dude ranch already. Have him look around, feed him some good old fashioned country food, and bomb him with your apple pie? You might be surprised.Then I called Donny over. I sat down on the ground to be closer to his eye level. I called Shadow over and gave him a heel and sit command. He left Donny and sat down on my right side. I reached over and gave him a good ear rub. “Donny, I know you’re upset. And there probably isn’t.