There was a reason to tell her this. There was a reason for everything. Once you understand it, you own it, Uncle John used to tell her.And once you o...n it, you can use it.Uncle John had died two years ago. In his will, he'd left all of his assets in a complicated trust that made his staff equal beneficiaries until DJ turned 26. Then, they received $1million each - and she got whatever was left - unless she agreed to keep them on staff.When she'd seen the terms of the trust, she'd checked his -. I told him what time the funeral was, and he said he’d be back to pick Beth and me up in time. He gave me a hug and left. I went back to the kitchen. I hadn’t searched his feeling for a while, or I’d have known about Indy. I was slipping, too involved in my own problems I surmised.I headed back to the kitchen and Beth came and sat in my lap and kissed me until I was poking her. Fuck, she was lucky I didn’t race her off, after a kiss like that. I looked at her, and she grinned at me and then. “Yeah, I liked that too, but I loved the skits more.” Fred added.“Okay, enough of this bullshit. Let’s get out of here so Lindsay can freshen up and get to the after party.” Michelle told them.“Actually I think that I might just sit it out here, you know.” Lindsay said. “I mean you guys can stay with me if you want.”“And do what?” Michelle moaned tugging Lindsay’s arm.“We could just hang out. I’m sure we’ll think of something,” Lindsay smiled, a wicked smile at Michelle and looked at the. ?Now then Jack. You are here to please me. You wanted me in the pub, and I wanted you, but under my terms. I know you will try to not do as I want, but, in the position you are in, you wont be able to help yourself. ? at this point she took hold of his cock, and began to slide her hand slowly up and down its length, feeling it harden again under her touch.Leaning down, she kissed the tip of his cock, tasting the slight saltiness, before opening her mouth and sliding her lips down and over the.