“Don’t be silly, Damien. This is just to help you get started, so you can buy into your business. I know you said you were hoping to open a plac... like your cousin’s, so I thought this would help. I told you money doesn’t mean much to me. And I’ve got plenty more invested if you think you need more than this.”Damien blew out a breath and shook his head. “I can’t believe you’d think I’d take money from you. Believe me, one day I’ll get there on my own, and I don’t need any handouts from you. The shadows are beginning to stretch long and it is a warm day as a gentle breeze whiffs through the air. You are waiting in the desolate parking lot when you finally see my pick up truck arrive. Quickly, you take one last look at yourself and make any adjustments you feel necessary in the reflection of the glass on your window. My truck comes to a stop next to your vehicle and as the door opens you watch intently while I step out and stand tall. Donned in a t-shirt, jeans, and boots, yet a. Let me do all the work now.”She rubbed my chest and nipples as she kissed me tenderly on the face. As I had done for her, she worked her way down my torso. I did as I was told and leaned back. At least until she got to the lower edge of my ribs. She hit just the right spot and it was my turn to jump from being tickled.“Oh, you like that?” Joan asked mischievously, “How about this?” she asked as she tickled the other side of my ribs with her fingers. I convulsed with laughter.She smiled at me. I arrived to the airport waiting Yog I recognize him immediately coz my husband had explain to me haw he looks like.Mr.Yog is an old fat man maybe 68years old bold with a mustache and his Chinese look. At the road to home I explain to him that he had to stay for a long time coz my husband is going to be late to arrive and what I felt that he agree immediately. We arrived home and I was showing him where he is going to sleep in the room near to my room .I start to help him taking his cloth out.