“Why I want to pay Harold rent? I kin buy my own building.”Gertie sat back down. I remained standing. She said, “Can you? Really? I’m sure you...have enough money. But how do you explain where that money came from? To the FDIC? The SEC? IRS?”I knew enough to understand she was dropping alphabet references to make the dirty-money argument seem more official. Maybe none of those specific organizations would be involved. But someone probably would at some point.Harold nodded sagely. A financial. ”“Sounds good. Do you want the bedroom or the living room to read your letter?”“I’ll take the bedroom,” Mac said, kissing her and then picking his letter up off the table. He went into the bedroom and saw the tousled sheets where he’d made love with his wife only hours earlier. It made him smile.Then he closed the door and opened the letter from his beloved grandmother.My dearest McKinley,You’ve brought me much joy over the years, but none so much as when you told me you were falling in love. She listened anyways, stepping into the shower and closing the curtain. She just stood there, looking up both over. I looked back over to Milo with a smile. “You gonna fuck me or not,” I asked him. Milo began to fuck me again, picking back up to the speed he had before. His cock burying itself deep inside of me and his balls slapping against my ass, making a loud noise mixed with the water. As Milo continued to fuck me, I pulled Carrie closer to us. My hands running over her breasts. Her. By the end of 2 weeks Silvia’s tits became like cow udders she brought a breast pump to save her milk l had it on cereal and in milkshakes. After confessing about lactating she passed me a little plastic T an inch long with coiled wire at the top then announced it was the contraceptive that was fitted in her womb, l blurted out did she want a baby, Silvia simply replied ‘we can try’, so l asked if l could put my cock into her pussy as not having fucked her hole yet, but she was not quite over.