No splinters.But they forget, or don't care that it was HIS bed! He got out of his coffin and got dressed. He shut the lid and looked at it with a sig.... Yup, someone had been here. Chocolate syrup spots, and sticky drops. He scraped at one and raised it to his mouth. Honey.Not much to narrow down the suspects. Neither Cat, Friday nor Ali was averse to sweet accoutrements. But then he spotted the feather stuck to one drop of honey. A soft and iridescent feather. A Muse's feather. Friday's. She faked the need to use the bathroom so she could relieve the pressure before she did something with Tim. He was a great guy and all, but not her type. Bethenny saw a crack of light up ahead in a partially opened door and walked toward it. What Bethenny saw was not a bathroom though. She was staring right into Spencer’s bedroom. She saw him, propped up on his bed, stroking himself. Her panties became soaked as her arousal grew, she could feel her muscles twitch as she thought about what she. I know you're anxious to get this money for the expansion. I don't see the big rush to use these people when they've already shown a lack of business ethics. I didn't come over here to fight though. I came over to offer you a different plan. A plan where all of us can trust the people involved." My father sat back in his chair, his hands clasped over his stomach. He was waiting to hear what I wanted to say. "Take all my money from Uncle Bunny's trust. If that isn't enough, Mama will loan you. " "I see that, well I should go now." "Wait, do you have any plans?" "No, why?" I walked over to him, stood on my tiptoes, and kissed his lips. "Why don't you stay, I'll make it worth your trip over here, we can play and I can make dinner later on. You know you want me, and mommy and daddy won't ever find out. Please, won't you stay?" His arms wrapped around my waist, his blue eyes looking straight into mine. "Ok." "We can go to my parents room!" "What? No, are you crazy?" "C'mon, think how hot.