But in just a couple of sentences Francis was causing me to question all of these assumptions. At that moment I hated him for putting that doubt in my...mind. Because my gut told me that, once planted, it would be a seed that would grow and would be very difficult to dislodge.Francis could see the anger and pain building in my face. He smiled to himself, a smile of resignation, and then gave me one final parting thought.“It’s too early at the moment, but if in six weeks or so, if you want to, I. "I stood there still wanting the job. I wasn't the least upset by Mr. H'srevelation to me. Was I biting off more than I could chew? I beganshaking my head from side to side and he read it wrong. "You don't wantthe job?" he asked incredulously. I realized that he'd misread my facial expressions. "Mr. Hospin, there'sno assignment that I'd rather have. I know this sounds crazy, but do youthink they'd hire me on faith? I simply can't provide you with even aguesstimate as to the overall cost.." My. Matt unleashed a loud yell of pleasure as he finally started to cum. I arched my back and pulled him as deep inside me as he could go, all 8 inches of his cock fully enveloped by my thirsty pussy. I felt each rope of cum come rocketing out of his cock and shooting deep into me, shooting so much semen into my pussy that it had started to leak out even before he'd finished. After unleashing an ocean of his semen into me, Matt collapsed onto me, and breathlessly whispered "I'd marry you if I. Can Jill stay the weekend, she won’t be any bother, and we’ll help with anything that needs to be done. Can she? Please?” Again, how can dads refuse, I think it’s built into our genes.“Well, Ok. But no staying up after 1 am. And tomorrow we will bring the mirror into your room. This will need to set over night for glue to dry. Jill, call your mom to make sure it’s ok.” Tom knew it was. Karen had lost her husband a few years ago, so it was just her, Jill and her younger sister. She seemed to.