We had just finished moving to a new warehouse and office building on the edge of town. We employed thirty people, give or take, and the money was rea...ly rolling in. I was still the finder and idea guy, while Pop looked after running the whole show. That's what presidents did.We'd sold the house and bought a new one not far from the new warehouse. It wasn't huge, but it was new and it was nice. Marla nearly wet herself when she first saw it. For me, it worked out great. There was an apartment. I removed my filthy uniform shirt and stared at myself in the mirror for a moment, reflecting on the fact that Lockhart just caught me with a girl-boner, and jumped when the pipes in the building shook as one the showers shut off. Shaking my head and smiling, I pulled off my smokey tank top and bra, and unbuttoned my pants. I slid them onto the floor with my, at this point, cum soaked panties, and gazed in the mirror. My milky white skin was smudged head to toe in black soot and ash. The cool. His sister had already moved out and his brother was only a part time resident, so we had the whole house to ourselves! I also figured out almost immediately that he was high, he said that he shared some weed with his brother before he left for the night, so he was high, and I was going to likely remain sober because neither of us had any weed or booze to share. It irritated me a little bit, but I also knew that if I had the chance, I would have done the same thing. This would change the whole. Es fällt Marianne sehr schwer zusammenhänge zu begreifen oder neue dinge zu lernen. Das sie dann auch noch auf eine "Idioten-Schule" ging, wie es unser Vater immer nannte, machte das ganze nur noch schwerer für ihn.Wenn Fremde wissen wollten, was mit Marianne nicht Stimmt, antwortet unser Dad immer nur: die läuft nicht auf allen Zylindern oder die hat halt eine begrenzte CPU. Was unsere Mum allerdings sehr hasste, diese antwortete lieber etwas sachlicher mit: Marianne hat eine Lernbehinderung..