It seemed like only yesterday, in some ways, that he married Gretel, in an onboard ceremony not too far from where he now sat. But that wasn’t only ...esterday; it was over 18 years ago! The time was flying in a way that he found somewhat hard to comprehand; in September, his son George would be an adult. He had already graduated from high school, for crying out loud! He was on his way to college; and on the other side of the country. He was even getting there without escort!Admittedly those 18. ”While Jessica was explaining to Anthony his father’s wishes, there was a knock on the door. Jessica went and opened the door. “Anthony this is Lynn Parker. She’ll be joining us this afternoon.”“Nice to meet you.”“The pleasure is all mine.”With that Lynn the new secretary locked the door and Jessica and the new lady helped Anthony to undress. The two sluts dropped to their knees and took turns blowing Anthony. Anthony couldn’t believe his father allowed this shit.Anthony held onto his desk. "Oksana gave me an exasperated look followed by an even more exasperated sounding sigh and answered, "Comrade Captain, I will take you to your козел however we must use the back door as not to wake my Прадед."I apologized, "Oksana I am truly sorry about this, if I didn't need my toothbrush I would just forget about it."She gave me a wicked smile, seductively swung her hips, winked at me and said, "Comrade Captain, you are more than welcome to use anything of mine!"I totally understood the offer. About six months after that trip, I received a call from my dad that mom was really bad. So we packed up and headed home. On the second day, as we were getting ready to leave the motel, the car wouldn't start, and somehow I just knew that my mother had died that morning. Sure enough I was right; she died about ten minutes before I tried to start the car. I called home and found out that what we thought was true. We continued our drive to New York for her funeral. It was funny because as we were.