I'll do anything for you, just don't tell our parents," he appealed to me, while shaking nonstop. I got in front of him, closed the gap between us co...pletely, put my hands onto his hips and I leaned up to his lips. I kissed him for about five seconds and he reduced his shaking. "Its okay, its okay, Max. I'm not mad, but oddly turned on now. It seems I'm a dirty step sibling too." It took a minute for him to calm down completely and then he looked right at me. "You are not mad?" I shook my head. A spur line brought gold ore from our mines on Mountain Mesa to our large smelter in Clear Creek Hot Springs.At the behest of the miners in Breckenridge and Fairplay, we had run a seventy-mile narrow-gauge spur from Crystal Creek Hot Springs through Breckenridge to Fairplay. We again appeased the miners when we built a branch of Libertyville Bank at our mercantile store there. Since there were already plenty of saloons and brothels there, we didn’t build either, although we supplied moonshine. I loved to fuck, as Mom must have, but worrying so much about getting pregnant put a crimp in Jack's and my lovemaking. Not being able to take the Pill was another inheritance from Mom.In fact, the more success I had as a lawyer, the more cautious I became. Even with rubbers, I seldom let Jack fuck me within a week of my "danger zone." Subtracting out my menses (Jack's problem not mine ) and the uncertainties of a rather irregular period, there weren't many nights I could relax and just get. ”“I’m old enough to know what I want and what I can afford. I look forward to hearing from you.” We shook hands, I walked to the corner of Pitt and took a cab to the Marriott.It wasn’t lunchtime yet, so I called my lawyer and told him what I’d done.“91 Goulburn’s a nice building.”“I thought so. Convenient, too. Can you handle it?”“Of course. Congratulations.”“Not quite yet.”I then called the other agent and told him. He seemed downcast, but I was certain he’d end up with a percent of whatever.