Except for my moans, the room wasquiet when Mike started to speak."Melissa was wrong about one thing - you can have all of the coffee youwant." Blowjo...s are for closers." I want you to get a better look at this. Everybody stand up and comeover here."Mike released my hands and placed his hand against the back of my head,holding it against his hardness. He didn't know I would have followedhis cock on my hands and knees right out the door. He maneuvered meforward so that the salesmen could form. I was standing near Jerry watching when suddenly guys started straggling into the room one or two at a time and sitting on the tall stools that lined the side of the room.I didn't get it at first. But then I looked out into the main room and saw the manager going around and talking to some of the men who were out there playing pool. They would talk quietly and then the pool players would drop their sticks and amble into our little alcove.By the time Ted broke there were at least twenty men. Bob had asked Dad if his life was hard in prison and did he get in much trouble? He was told that he let people know he wasn't going to take their shit and after knocking a few guys around he was pretty much left alone, other than a few friends.He said one time he was warned by a buddy that one man was going to shiv him in his kidney area at lunch time. He had beat up the guy pretty bad and the guy was in the hospital ward for two weeks. Dad put a book under his jumpsuit to protect his kidneys. ”I picked it up and scrolled through the messages and missed calls. “Chris, Amy, and Bob. I’ll call them later.”“They’re your managers?”“Yes. Well, Amy is my financial person, not a property manager. I need to introduce you to them. Can we do that today?”“They’ll probably say I’m a kid,” Jo sighed.“You’re my wife, and they may as well start getting used to it.”We finished our breakfast, dressed, and headed off to take care of our business. By the end of the day, we had visited with my managers,.