It might be a good idea for Thornton and Turner Holdings to back him with some startup funding. Melissa agreed immediately. Jake’s advice was alread... making her money faster than she could count it. He seemed to have a knack for spotting trends and potential. The next topic of discussion was a little more delicate. Jake asked Melissa if she would hire Mitzi Walker. Melissa was not overjoyed at the prospect of having Mitzi as an employee. Then again, Jake was an exceptional judge of character so. Carter took a deep breath. "You've missed out on a lot over the last month on your trip. Dad's been screwing around. Nothing new, really; he's been doing that for years. But Mom caught him fucking one of the maids in their bedroom a couple of weeks ago and they've been fighting non-stop. I think Mom's fed up with the whole trophy wife lifestyle."My eyebrows popped. "Are you serious?"Carter grimaced. "Dead serious. I don't go home much anymore. And when I AM there, as soon as they start yelling. I look down into the murky water, wondering where and when he was going to pop up to startle me, when I felt a pair of strong hands at my waist. Fingers tickle my sides and I squirm and squeal, trying to get away from the playful torture. When I finally break loose, he surfaces with a boyish grin. A retaliatory splash has that grin melting into a calculating look that has nervousness and exhilaration tingling through my body. Circling around me, as if herding a hapless prey, Grayson’s eyes. ..”“I’ve got my wrap-around hockey skirt,” Vonnie offered, “she’s a bit wider than me but it adjusts, and it’s nice and short.”Becky was looking more and more angry with being treated like a doll. “Why don’t you fucking ask me?” she spat, “I’m the one who’s been dressing me for the last twenty fucking years.”“Now Becky,” Sally was severe, “I’ve told you about swearing. Wait here and don’t move.”Sally disappeared upstairs and Becky stood where she was, naked and glaring at everyone. We all ogled.