" I meant to tell you about that. Come to my office, I have something to show you."We walked down the hall to my office. Inside, I went to my desk and...turned the monitor on. Within minutes, I was showing her the program that we needed to get running."Hey, weren't we supposed to do that together?" Yeah, but when are we going to find time?" I still think I'm the luckiest person in class." That maybe true, but you also just got out of some homework for the week. Next week, you get to do our. We're just trying to help you have a better life, to get what you deserve." She let her eyes wander to Julie, who was bending over the counter, playing with her phone. Her ass was sticking out like a ham on a platter, and quivered and flexed as she concentrated on her game.Arnie got the message. Julie liked the donut made with Vera's flour. If he bought the flour and made more donuts from it, Julie would like him. It was simple math, but Arnie understood the answer."All right," he said. "Give. According to her sex log she has been fucked by her relatives over six thousand times. That’s seventeen men, twice a week, fifty-two weeks a year, for three and a half years. Sometimes it doesn’t pay to be pretty.”I looked at my sister and said, “Judy you are pretty so I guess you’ll get fucked a lot too.”Mom just agreed and told her to eat up while she could. She said that once the men arrived she might not get the chance again for a few hours.Just as soon as she finished eating Mom took Judy. I had become fond of her electric car, especially the economics of it and never having to fill the tank.She put her hand on my thigh. I regarded her -- she was wearing a green checked undress with a halter top and sandals. I had on my shorts, a polo shirt and deck shoes. I put my hand on hers. “Nervous?” I asked.“A bit ... mainly of the unknown. I know you’ll take care of me, Eric.”“You have nothing to fear but fear itself,” I remarked as I pulled into my garage. Helen hooked up the charging.