Angie then said, “Oh its okay. I’m always naked at home. Daddy liked Mommy and me that way. I’m not allowed to wear any pants or underwear any m...re either. That’s why I can’t wear my miniskirts to ride my bicycle any more. Daddy doesn’t want any boys seeing my pussy when I ride. You’re okay though, you’re not a boy.” She had been looking directly at me for that last remark.My wife never offered Angie anything to wear letting me get a good view of her breasts and her shaved pussy. My wife even. “There, there, honey. It’s as good as over now. We’ll clean up, dress up, find some damn good sporting good stores and other places of that sort ... dump as much cash as we can on them, and walk away with a shit ton of useful supplies. That angel must have done a miracle on me, even if he kept the limp in place. I feel a helluva lot better now!“We should grab some grub while we’re at it, you know. All of us. But only one person should go get it. Two people, max. That way ... we don’t stick out. It had only made him chuckle. He didn’t question the fact that his nephew was dumping a load into his wife’s ass. He went to the kitchen and got himself a drink and went back to bed without question.Tucker, on the other hand, cleaned himself up and left without another word to Betty. She felt bad about what had happened, but she was willing to admit what had happened if it bothered her sister. She was also ready to be punished in any fashion she thought was necessary. He was panicking inside. I don’t need anything from you except signatures on contracts when they are finalized. Tony’s already set up accounting, payroll and HR systems. I’m working on configuring accounts for the accounting system. We need to figure out the executive office assignments.”Matilda passed around a drawing showing a layout of the second floor of the office space.She continued, “There are five very large executive offices on the other end of this floor. They are marked on the diagrams I handed out. The.
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