It broke my heart when my son, who is taken to France to see his FrenchGrandma once a year, returned and asked why I never went on holiday withhim. My...wife and son will always be first, but once that debt is clearwe'll have the holiday of a lifetime.The move was also tough on him. As I said it was our dream home, andlistening to him sob at night about how he missed it destroyed whateverbelief I had left in myself. How could I have caused this? How could Ihave been so stupid with our finances?Of. . treasure it.Me : Still not enough.Brandon : I would kiss it , smell it ...Me : Eat it ?Brandon : Stop please , you're making me way too horney and i think you're just bullshitting me. You're not gay..Me : I'm not , but i'll show you what i am !At this moment we reached a pretty deserted part of town and i timed my conversation perfectly... it was full of companies and industrial complexes wich we're totally deserted. We walked over to a bench and i kneeled on it putting my ass in air.Me : Put. I had six particular customers who I'd taken a shine too and the feeling seemed mutual. I found myself being snogged and fondled by certain people and was loving every second, actively encouraging them. I was now into a regular routine with the six and one week I was actually fucked 5 times by different guys. The only account I hated calling on was every Friday afternoon, the last call of the week. The garage was run by three brothers, all Hells Angels. They also employed three other Angels and. "Harley, what are we going to do about those poor people?" Ida Marie was concerned, but did not really seem to resent long-term guests."I'm pretty sure I'll have them back on their own property next week. The bank illegally foreclosed on them. I know I can get their farm back free and clear for them. I'm beat, let's go to sleep." Damn it, Harley, you all never tell me nothing. Why do I have to learn everything second hand?" He couldn't answer her. He was already sound asleep.The next morning,.