When the stock drops to $8.88 1/8th of a share, Troy buys a million shares, turns to Whyte, and says “Here’s that stock back like I promised. I do...’t want it anymore.” How much profit has Troy made, and how completely fucked is Whyte now? Give your answer in the comments, where available. Show your work.Troy may or may not have enough himself to do that with however many million it would take to ruin all of his companies. He does, however, have the unlimited credit of Contessa Helena de San. Is that what you want?" Oh, yes, I want it!"He plunged his hard cock into her. His urgent need was the only thing on his mind. She wrapped her legs around him, trying to pull him deeper into her."Ohhh, Todd! Don't stop!"She moaned with pleasure as he thrust harder and harder, deeper and deeper. She loved the feeling of being dominated by him, and cried out as she reached a powerful climax.Her excitement spurred him on and he came hard as he achieved his release. She felt his body relax as he. The feeling was so real that several times she looked behind her to confirm the woman was actually there of course she was alone in the room.Again looking in the mirror the apparition behind her smiled and seemed to lean over her somewhat and eased apart her legs; then the weirdest thing happened Janice felt the hot breath of the woman on her naked thigh and felt it trace a path up to her cunt; Not that she actually knew what it felt like because she had never been with another woman but she. Besides, your Dad would have pitched a fit. You know he doesn’t like Mike. Actually, it isn’t dislike. It’s resentment. Mike has the things Carlos always wanted. I’m sure somehow Mike has worked for his success, but Carlos doesn’t see it. All he can see is a silver spooned Gringo rubbing his wealth in his face.”“But Mike has never done that! He’s always been nice to him.”“Doesn’t matter. Most times perception trumps truth.” Sarah stopped, and looked at me until I flushed. Then she.