’ ‘You’ve got good instincts, Aaron. Too bad Georgia doesn’t. Apparently he couldn’t get conventional financing for another land development...scheme when he arrived in Chicago. I’m guessing that he went the ‘unconventional’ route, but there’s no way to know for sure.’ ‘Jesus … either this guy has balls of steel, or he’s a dumb as a sack full of rocks,’ I offered, shaking my head. ‘Maybe some of both. Too stupid to be frightened,’ Meg grinned. ‘Any sign of him anywhere else?’ I wondered. ‘Nothing. “She wants to go to Munich again,” I said.“Oh dear,” he said, looking concerned, “do you think that’s wise?”“Wise?” I mused, “no. Anything could happen and send her back to where she was at Christmas, or it could finally kill that ghost off.”“Or create a new one,” Dad said.“There’s that possibility too,” I agreed, “what do you think I should do Dad?”“There’s an old saying son,” he began, “if you love something let it go. If it’s truly yours, it will come back, if it doesn’t then it was never. The unions with their governmental and law enforcement connections would provide a safety net for the workers and the income derived would be visible for the assignment of subsidies for other benefits sometimes overlooked by the rank and file.The Chicago boss who had gotten his start with the takeover of the Ladies Garment Workers Union stood up and added,"We might be able to expand that to include the in-house Chicago Banking department that will be happy to open accounts and furnish credit. While I was cumming, I felt the sudden warmth of Scott’s explosion inside me, so warm it momentarily felt hot.“Oh, my god! Scott!”He just grunted as he jabbed me with his dick, shooting cum into me. I’d completely forgotten about Annette’s cunt right in front of my face and, after another minute, began to lick it again absent-mindedly.“That’s OK, Lauren, just lie back,” she said. She climbed off me and Scott pulled out his cock.We lay together on the bed, Scott between Annette and John and me.