In and fucking out, no futzing around. What had happened was she found an old diary in a library archive nobody had got around to sifting through, unt...l Margie came along. It was in code, but not a tough one to work out. The writer had worked for a crime boss with Nazi connections. He made himself a secret room under a ruined windmill where he stashed a bunch of paintings they’d stolen that he stole off them. Big name stuff. Lost Da Vinci’s and Van Gogh’s. Then the Nazis found out about this. It ends up costing us six and a half percent, without affecting our credit facility that is now in place. I checked with the lead bank and they said they had no problem with it, as long as I didn't encumber anything we've got pledged to them." Have Frank find some people to look over every line of every contract, Dad. That sounds like it's too good to be true." I already have someone. The same lawyer we used in New York for the new bank line. He was the one who recommended that I talk to this. I like knowing that you find me attractive. And now that I have you, I don’t want to let you go. I want to show you that I like you too, and I had to figure out a way to get you and me alone. My room mate is out with her boyfriend and she’ll be back later, but we have some time ‘til then.” She leaned in and kissed me. I reached up and brushed her hair out of our faces. She threw her head to the side, moving her hair over and returned her lips to mine. Her lips were soft and tasted like. I spread her appart, she was pink inside, visibly wet and smelled amazing. I dove right in and was immediately impressed how good she tasted. I licked every part of her pussy with care and enthusiasm. It didn't tale lomg for her to moan and grab me by the back of my head. When I started sucking on her clit she pressed my head into herself. She was loving it and so was I. She came very quickly, probably on 10 minutes in. At this point the toe of my bed was soaked with her love, I lapped.