” i told him i fooled around with a girl a few times the past summer.He said, “Okay. Why don’t you tell me what you did with her?”“We kissed...and i fingered her and she gave me a blowjob.”“Did you enjoy it.”“Yes. It was great.”“Okay. So you didn’t actually have intercourse with her?”“No.”“Okay. Let me ask you about yesterday, okay? I’m just trying to help you understand what happened and maybe why. Why do you think you didn’t stop what we were doing? Do you have any idea?”A few minutes passed,. He kept his muscular, heavy-framed body in excellent condition and could still move faster than many men half his age. As for the quality of his mind, it was generally referred to as being of the steel-trap variety. The son of a poor Wisconsin farmer, he had put himself through college, won a scholarship to the Harvard Business School and gone on to become the top executive and driving force in one of Wall Street's most prestigious brokerage firms.His client, Breckenridge Richmond III, known to. . '" 'Lola gets, '" she laughed, finishing the quote from the song Derek used to give her the nickname."OK, Laura. I'm in the checkout line at a supermarket. I promise to call you back." No need. I'm coming home this weekend." Cool sis!" he said trying to cover his obvious excitement. He had not seen his sister since just after the New Year and he truly missed her. Strangely enough, he sensed Laura felt the same way about him, as they talked at least once a week. They had often consulted each. “I wish,” Mitchell stated. “Farm life means getting up at the crack of dawn. I can’t seem to shake it – even when I’m hung over. You look mighty freakin’ chipper.”“I didn’t drink,” Hailey said as she sat opposite him and poured some coffee. “Phil wanted to cut loose so I hung back in case someone needed something.”“Cool,” Mitchell said. “The few times that we partied here before he was always sober. He’d drink when we were somewhere else but never here. He must trust you.”“I hope he does,”.