You might not like or even trust your father, but I'm sure he's better with handling investment money than I'd be. How much money are we talking about..." It was fourteen million for each of us when she died. Right now, the bank says mine is worth almost forty million. We'll get it from our trust on our twenty fifth birthday, in less than six months. My not letting him take over my trust money is what we fought about, and the reason they kicked me out of their house. He browbeat Sherry into. God it was embarrassing but I didn’t really care. Friday night I finally asked my mom if I could stay at my friend Tom’s house. she did her usual mom routine, asking when I would leave, be back, blah blah blah. I assured her I would be home by a reasonable time on Sunday and that Steven, my brother, would drive me there and back. She said alright and my heart did a figurative back flip in my chest I was so excited. The next day I gathered my things to leave for Sadie’s. I got in the car and. To his surprise she spat at him. The warm spittle hitting him directly across his nose. He growled a deep low growl at her. His hand again struck out, the slap leaving her cheek glowing red. Her eyes were wild, large and frightened yet he had gone beyond sense now. As his hand grabbed her hair, yanking and twisting it tightly. He pulled her, stumbling and sobbing to the bedroom. Throwing her across their bed.His lust and rage so powerful now, he felt he had left his body and was standing in the. Go get her."By this point, Val and Francine had gotten into a sixty-nine with Val shifted to the top. I moved to the end of the bed and gently slipped myself into Francine, an inch from Val's mouth. After a moment of this Lena whispered to Val that they should leave Francine and me to ourselves, so she moved over to the other bed with Lena.Meanwhile, I bent down over Francine, looking into her eyes. She said, "Oh, Joe, I've always wanted this." We kissed deeply while I kept my cock sliding.