Thirty- eight years old, and officially worth three billion dollars. Some people said it was more like twenty times that, that he could buy and sell B...ll Gates and Warren Buffett with his spare change any time he wanted to.And he had made every penny of it himself, by out-toughing the other tough sons of bitches on Wall Street. Hundreds of mergers he had forced down their unwilling throats. And he made them wallow in their defeats. Hundreds of former top bananas had been forced to accept. “OK. I’m actually having lunch with Kara tomorrow. She called me on Monday,” I said.“Are you two getting back together?” Trudy asked.“You’re the only woman for me, Trudy Spencer!” I teased. “How could you ask such a thing?!”She laughed, “You wouldn’t believe the wicked dreams I’ve had!” she whispered, just barely audible above the steam hissing from the rocks.“Oh sure I would. Your mind is just as much in the gutter as mine is, and we both have great imaginations!” I chuckled.“What would you do. I quickly noticed that she's not wherein a bra and i could see her nipples through the fabric. After a lengthy conversation about my sister who was away at collage i leaned in for a hug , I could feel her large breast pushed up against me I was getting hard I peaked her on the cheek and wished her a good night. " Well some sure is affectionate today" she said. On the way to my room I had an idea. My dick doing most of my thinking at this point. I wanted to show my Hard Cock to mom. So I went. George returned the next day, moved his clothes into the spare bedroom and refused to speak to her or listen to her.She went around in a daze the next two days, mumbling and stumbling in front of her class. Late on the second day, she abruptly felt painfully sick and dizzy. Lucy felt desperately in need of something and shuddered at the realization she needed that filthy drug those monsters had given her. By morning she was doubled up in pain and nausea. George pointedly ignored her.The phone.