.."The chuckles salved the pain. "She always was a patient woman," smiled Phil. "Speaking of hurrying, I promised a short congratulatory meeting and I...seem to have taken a large segment of your lunch hour. Where are you at with the Stiles case?" My brother Roger has a photographic memory. I don't think I've experienced it like I have with the case." Excellent. Be in my office at nine. We'll strategize until the ten o'clock meeting of adversaries. Take the rest of the day off." Thank you sir.". My eyes widened and quickly shoot to her hairy bush surrounding her pussy. My cock was pushing the fabric of my sweats to the limits. She slowly sat down in the tub and her lips parted in a deep sigh as she felt the heat engulf her body. Her head titled back and her breasts rose up as her curly black hair cascaded over her back. I felt dizzy and confused. This was my Mom here. But she was naked and she didn’t know I could see. She didn’t look like the women on the movies that I had watched; yet. ” She felt him shift around on the mattress until he finally got comfortable. Rachel closed her eyes and tried to sleep. She should have been thinking about Casey and his romantic gestures, but the only person who was occupying her thoughts so late... was Gabriel.~oOo~ The most melancholy overture of violin strings echoed from Gabriel King’s luxurious living room. It was a song composed by history’s Classical genius, Mozart. A choir of Soprano voices began to sing Lacrimosa in unison; their. And why did you fail—" He paused for emphasis. "So utterly?"Marie blanched. "I—I can't cook, Sir," she hurried to explain. "I never could. I'm terrible."He fought back a smile. He'd seen the evidence of that. She couldn't even make toast. "That's not what I meant, princess."She frowned in confusion, unsure what he was getting at."Let me put it this way," he went on. "When you came downstairs, did you immediately obey me, or did you take your sweet time about it?"Marie cringed. She had been.