"I won't do it. I'll tell the police..." No you won't," Mr. Anderson shook his head. "Do you honestly think thatthey will believe you? Of course not. ...ot even about the missing money."Gene sagged in defeat, wondering then what was going to happen. "Ofcourse," Mr. Anderson said, "I will make no effort to stop you if youleave the building and never return." Gene brightened up at that slightlybut Mr. Anderson quickly continued, "But you have absolutely no legalidentity. You are now a nonperson,. Earlier before he into my room I removed my jeans and panties and put on a very short skirt. I can only image the look on his face when I climbed the ladder and innocently showed him my smooth freshly shaven cunt , I was so excited myself that my cunt was leaking . I reached as high as I could stretching trying to reach the shoe box so I know he could see my cunt because a gasp for breath came for him . I quickly turned around to see him look away pretending not too be aware of my pussy staring. Two guys in street clothes came in through a door in the back. Theywere swishing and limp-wristed. It turned out they were my competition.And if I couldn't beat them, I told myself, my vacation with Adele wouldbe forfeited, along with any added costs the winner incurred. Those twohad brought what they were going to wear. One dressed like a trashy,chesty prostitute. The other ended up resembling a schoolgirl, completewith an oversized lollipop, but also sporting bra-busting boobs. Glorywas. I hear him come in the house, take a shower, and then it is quiet.I read my magazine for a few more minutes, and then Tommy appears in the doorway and says “Mom is it okay if I come in and talk with you for a while?” I reply “Sure Tommy, but be quiet. Your father is sleeping.” He walks over to the bed and begins to sit down, but I say “Tommy stop! You will get the bed all wet! Don’t sit on the bed, at first take off the towel you have around your waist and wear something dry.”Then he smile and.