He had managed to hold on to his desire to run the business for three more years, and then sold out, making even more money. The new owner had dismant...ed it and sold off the pieces. It had been a huge blow to the town, but nobody blamed Chester.Chester, who was born and raised in Granger, stayed in his mansion, on a three hundred acre plot of land, South of town. All he kept, from the company that had been in his family for two generations, was his money, and his secretary, Felicity. Let me wait until our wedding night if I do?”His hand withdrew. “You're parents will be happy. I love you.”I nodded my head, my body shuddering as he stepped back.“Guess I'll swing by Lydia. She'll be happy to take care of things.” He patted his cock. Lydia was a slutty farmgirl that spread her legs for any boy.“Fine,” I swallowed. “I...I'm looking forward...to our wedding...” I wanted to throw up.Anton gave me one last kiss; I tried hard not to vomit.The tears came the moment Anton left. I had. She wasn't particularly athletic herself, but went weak in the knees thinking about dating a man who hiked a thousand miles every year. And when she met Joe she realized he probably wasn't making it up. At the proper moment Kara excused herself claiming she had to get to work to get ready for the afternoon opening. This was, in fact, true.“Joe, would it be too forward of me to invite you up to my apartment? I just live a block from her. I think Kara choose this place so I could easily. Jess made a quick attempt to push me back again, but I held firm.Michelle walked towards us slowly, glanced over at the chicken on the stove, and looked at Jess. "If you're using him to time that you'll burn it," pointing at the stove. She then stuck her finger in my face. "You! Mister! Upstairs!" Then pointing at Jess, "You! Get that before it burns."I backed off Jess and let her go, with my now semi-hard cock dropped down. Pulling my shorts up I made my way past Michelle, being careful not to.