He had to admit that everyone complained about him quoting other people. Was that really enough to get him labeled as creepy? If so, that was pretty l...me.He put aside his thoughts, and practiced another song. After several times through it, he paused and got out his cell phone. He set it to record and played the song on his flute. Afterward, he replayed the recording listening to his playing. He decided that a couple of passages were a little rough, so he focused his practice on those portions.. They'd privately asked Ava what the story was with me. She'd stuck to the Ron Fisher story, understanding that her parents would be very worried if they knew I was Mark. Andrew, Robert and Ava were still the only 'outsiders' (meaning people who didn't live in the mansion full time) who knew Ron was Mark.]Mom said, "We signed our settlement agreement with the Government a few minutes ago, and there are a few little clauses we want to show you." Okay?" Carson replied, not understanding.Mom showed. Just then he stopped and got up. I swear if he kept at it a few minutes more Karen would have cum right in front of us."Wow, Uncle Mike that was awesome. Dad, you haven't had a turn yet." Yea John, loosen up and have a shot" my wife exclaimed.Sue then proceeded to pour a very generous amount of Bailey's over my daughter' prone body."Be sure to get it all" she giggled.I've learned that when Sue says something that I'm eventually going to do it so I moved in between Karen's legs. Her bottoms were. Hazel poured our beers and then sat next to Flower.I took a sip. Porter isn’t as dark as a stout, but it’s close. Swirling the dark liquid in my mouth I tasted bittersweet malt, a hint of hop, some chocolate and a little coffee. I took a larger pull and set the glass down, reveling in the aftertaste. “Damn that’s good!”Hazel smiled. “I’m really happy with this batch. I took a lot of notes so I can duplicate it later.”“You always make good brew, hon.” Flower said, setting her glass down. “We.