*****Breakfast next morning was a quiet affair. Shelly didn’t make it down until nearly the end. Stella quipped, "You must like that birch Shelly. T...his is the third time this week you’ve been late."Margaret stepped in. "For understandable reasons, I gave Shelly permission to miss breakfast and I’m sure, as her friend, you will do her chores this morning." To Shelly she asked, "Have you put anything on it this morning?" Shelly shook her head."Can we see....?" Sally asked. "We did last night." We. “Maybe. That’s been discussed. Especially since it’s Derby. They won their game tonight. Your 737 is getting delivered eventually. We’ve already got paint jobs drying on one of the smaller jets. Now that I’m home, they’re painting the other one to match. They’re going to do the 737 in something similar.”I shook my head. “Just so long as you don’t end up putting a bunch of military hardware on them.” I saw his look. “Okay, no offensive military hardware.”He smiled. “Just chaff and flare. I’m amazed she came back.”“Ma’am, turn around and place your hands behind your back.” The officer said and when she did he handcuffed her and told her he was taking her to the city lockup until this was all cleared up one way or the other. He then asked; “sir would you please follow me to the lockup?”“Sure,” I said; “let me pay for my coffee and I will follow you.” I paid and as I was walking to my car I called my long-time attorney, Jack Collins, and told him to bring every piece of paper we. I could feel the hesitation inside her, 'Max, what are you doing...' she murmured. 'Wait, stay there, don't get up'. My cock shot up when I felt her gorgeous round buttocks around it and her tits pressing onto my bare nipples. 'Max... your cock's hard'. She said nervously, sounding confused to why this might be. 'Yes, Chantelle, because you're ontop of me and I'm naked.' I said, like I was stating the obvious. 'This is too weird, you're meant to be my brother'. She said softly. I didn't say.