"Patty, your apple pancakes get more delicious every time I eat them." I'm sure it's just because you go so long without eating them," she demurred."N...nsense, Patricia," Antonio said. "I eat them every Sunday, and Eric is right - their quality is increasing." I need to talk to you, nonno." Is there something wrong?" No, nonno. It's just family stuff."Patricia started removing her apron. "Come on, Randi. Let's find something else to do."I put my hand up. "No, stay. Jordan let Randi in on some of. The problem had been, when she had come of age, she had already been betrothed to someone else. ‘If you’ve nowhere else to go tonight, you’re welcome to stay here,’ I told her, stating the obvious. Kat’s folks had died four years back, another heartache in her young life. She had a sister but she’d married too and moved off to Springfield to the south. ‘I don’t know, Michael,’ Kat said, suddenly very serious and formal. ‘It just wouldn’t be right to stay here alone with you tonight.’ ‘Damn. "Bob tried to defend himself but, Brian wouldn't hear it.Finally Bob said to me that he needed to be alone. I felt bad he lost hisjob over me, and I knew what I had to do. The next morning I had myaccountants buy the restaurant, under the condition, Bob was hired back,as manager of the bar. No sooner was I off the phone there was a knock atthe door. Bob came over to apologize about ruining my perfect day. Ofcourse he didn't know what I was doing or even that I was rich, and off wewent on a. The only thing in his mind was bending his boss over her desk and fucking her cross-eyed. He thought about her shapely figure, those perfect breasts, her beautiful snatch most likely covered in fiery hair to match her spirit."Yeah," he muttered. "Take it you bitch!" He began stroking faster and faster, his hand a blur as it pumped his rod harder and harder. He let out an audible moan as he neared climax and panicked as he realized he had no place to shoot his load. He scrambled, still.