The rest of us have copied you and have invested that same percentage." So, Tiny, where do I get the thirty million to do this?" Okay, for one thing I...know you just won a shit load of money in Monte Carlo. I almost wish I could send you back to the casino to get some more. The way they were talking, they didn't want to see you again very soon though. Two, I've recently transferred over twenty-five million into your and Sue's joint account. These are profits that are company excess that I have. "I don't intend to go out of my way to upset you. You're my girlfriend but what I don't want you trying to do is dictate how I'm going to live my life, who my friends are and who I can speak to. Nor do I want to have to give you a blow by blow account of everything I do when we're not together."Kirsty didn't look happy and I wasn't pleased that the fun seemed to have gone out of our evening."Take the waitress for instance," I said, "All that has happened between us is that she was a witness to. I pulled out another grenade.I got Dork to toss this grenade. I had him light the wick and then we counted down together. We had already determined that the fuses on the grenades were slow burning so I wanted to ensure that the fuse had burnt down at least half way before Dork threw it. We started at five and counted down to zero. On zero Dork lobbed the grenade the length of the corridor. It landed high on the staircase leading up and then it started bouncing down the steps. It didn't get too. When I arrived home I was surprised at Dave's reaction to my disheveled appearance. With dry cum on my face, my hair, my dress, etc, I thought he'd be outraged. His only comment was a mild, "Where have you been, darling?" My reaction to his gentleness was strange. First I was relieved and then I was angry. After all, what real MAN would allow his wife to come home looking like a well used tramp and simply ignore it! I lost what little respect I had left for Dave and became very ugly with him..