Mark figured the only way Ron thought he’d be able to get good-looking women was to attract them with wealth and power. It had worked. He was also...leading in the chip count. After a few more hands and a few more drinks the conversation began to slide down and away from the professional banter that had begun the night. Soon, jabs and friendly retorts followed each hand. And then it began. Tomas was in a one on one with Ron. Tomas was smiling widely as he sat back in his chair watching. “Rachel. Aren’t you woman enough to... ? Yeah, Joe told me. I know. How do you think I reacted? You’re fucking gorgeous. Is it? It is? Yeah it is. Yeah he does. Yeah we did. Just today but yesterday, he ... Yeah. Yeah you’re right. I will. Sam and I ... we’re supposedly at a sleepover. Not without me. I guess that green couch in the basement. She can be. Alright she is. Yeah, we supposedly had some project and planned to work on it all night or something. I doubt it. It’s a weekday. His mom’s. As she reached the tip, she squeezed her hands around the tip and pulled back down, flicking her fingers on the ridge on top of her cock. Slowly, she caressed the dick within her slick hands, pulling and rubbing the smooth skin of the shaft back and forth as she twisted her hands around it. Then, she started shortening her strokes little by little from the tip, concentrating more and more on Miss K's swollen tip until her fingers were simply rubbing along the tip, making Miss K buck up her hips. Keeping in mind his words, “…break old habits,” I opened folder 1. In this folder was a document titled Family. I opened it and this is what I read: “Hello Timid One. I hope this is where you started. Family is always where one should start. The 4 Gig thumb drive holds your family history with some secrets that I have recorded but never shared with anyone. But…didn’t you know there was a But…you will have to come up with the password to open any of the files. The clue for this is a birth.