Bean. Nothing has changed from the schedule I gave you before you left, yesterday. Your first petitioner is already in your office. I gave her a cup o... coffee while she was waiting. She has two children with her; she wants you to accept both of them for your school." Thank you, Elizabeth. I'll go right in. Please bring me a cup of coffee and have someone look after my horse and buckboard out front."Bean went into his office without waiting for a reply from the girl, whom he knew would carry out. ‘Just getting some cookies,’ she said. ‘How are you doing?’ Rupert’s thin lips pressed together in something resembling a smirk and he rubbed his hands. ‘Oh, very well indeed,’ he said. ‘You’ve been a busy little bee, I hear. Nice work with Goldman. I guess the retreat turned out very well for all of us.’ She looked at him, keeping her expression bland. ‘Yes, it was very productive.’ ‘Productive, yes.’ He was still smiling, and it sent a shiver through her stomach. The sales assistant cleared. "You think I hurt Oliver?" David sounded as if the very idea was hilarious. "I've never touched him!" Then who did?" Frank demanded. "And don't tell me I'm imagining things because a few days ago I saw him! And I don't know what the hell's going on around here but I know it has something to do with you!" And why not?" David snapped. "Everything is my fault--but I never touched Oliver!" Then who, David?" Who do you think?" David growled."Are you saying it was your parents?" Frank asked.David. He cupped her perfectly round ass cheeks with both hands and gave them both a hard squeeze.With one hand holding her dress up at the small of her back, he trailed his fingers down between the crack of her ass then back up to her cheek. He pulled his hand away a little and came back down to her cheek with a good slap.Rachael's eyes shot open and she pulled away from the kiss. She threaded her fingers into his sandy blond hair and lowered her mouth back down on his but didn't quite kiss him. She.