We’re what Father never was and never could be ... good people. Kinky, irreverent, but decent and kind. We can give the world the Adler Publishing t...at it really needs. I don’t know what Father would think of it, but I don’t give a damn. Together, we can make this dynasty and this company better than it ever was and even start a family with the rest of this household that will make the prudes and snobs in society choke on their own priggishness... , “ I started to ramble myself.“Just shut up. The flash of a skate in the darkness filled him with purpose,his lungs now bursting he reached down grabbing a small girl from its murkydepths. His vision darkening, with one last push he drove towards thesurface.++++++++++When the darkness cleared, John Andrews sat on a little hill overlookingthe lake. Quite a number of people had already congregated at the lake'sedge. Of course, it didn't really matter anymore but he was glad to see hehad at least made it to the surface. Paramedics seem to be. My hands were resting on his scraggly hair as I involuntarily started to grind my hips into his nose, Jenny, standing there drinking saw this and came behind me, stroking my neck and kissing it with little pecks, sending shivers down my spine.'Thats it Uncle, breath deeply, drink her in', then unexpectedly, she hooked her long fingers into my open waistband and pushed my denims and knickers all the way down to my ankles, and her uncle parted my lips, and started licking me, making my legs. “I could have gone...” she snatched book and glass out of my hand ... and sanity set in... “Oh ... but you couldn’t.”“And you can’t go by yourself.” I said. “Gather your shit and come on.”“Where are we going? What shit? Why are you dressed for Crossroads? What?”“21 days is how many weeks?”“Umh ... three?”“How long did we have to wait?”“Well ... what are we waiting for?” She hollered at Cyn. “We’re going now.”“Let me connect Olaf.”“Who is Olaf?” I said.“Autopilot.”“Olaf?”“Got to name the.