I finished that book so fucking hot that I figured I needed to be fucked for a good two to three hours. I wanted to fuck one man after another. I put ...he book down and called Mr. Ballard. When he answered, I said, "I am so ready. You can't imagine just how ready I am." Ballard said, "Oh I think I know. I have been sitting here watching you and you sure love to play with your rubber dicks, don't you, dear?" I said, "Oh yeah, but right now I need the real thing or I should say things."Ballard. Still, there was the problem of how he would need to spend most of his time away from home. There would be no one to help Trisha run the household, so he invented a virtual assistant that was advanced enough to keep everything afloat. Even better, he decided to roll it out to the entire neighborhood. With a simple neural implant and a few renovations, every one of Robert's neighbors could become apart of a smart ecosystem where their convenience would be taken to an extreme level with the help. ." We get the boot," Pat completed."Can't we go somewhere else, Mom?" Listen, girls, they are nice people. Maybe a little old-fashioned, but they are nice. You will like it." Yeah, great! Does Harry know?" Just leave Henry out of this! I'll send him a letter when I come back explaining things. He'll understand." That's really cheap, Mom! Don't you have the guts to call him and tell him?," Megan said with contempt."You are walking on thin ice, Megan. I won't take any more cheek from you,. It was still the hottest part of summer so I usually didn't wear a shirt either. I had done a lot of weights in the Army. I had good arms, shoulders, and a chiseled torso. I felt armed and dangerous. I took to lounging around the kitchen or TV room dressed like that. It worked. I noticed her looking at me a lot from the corners of my eyes when she thought I wouldn't notice.Then she sent me her own message.The sexy v-neck tee shirts, which mom had stopped wearing while I was home, reappeared..