"That's not bad for starters, I guess. You'll get better - you'll have lots of chances to practice, slut! Ask Connie, I make her beg for it all the ti...me! But then she is a natural-born slut, aren't you whore?" he said, stroking her hair."Yes Sir, and I love being your slut… your whore!" Connie said, leaning her face into his hand. He brushed his thumb over her lips and then turned his attention back to his mother."Okay, here's how this is going to work. As far as anyone else knows, we are just. I now had a box set up that would allow me to trade twice the number of current grain contracts as what I'd previously managed. I had a forward price cushion for the time value of the grain storage, and an inflation hedge with the Dollar purchase. By using the Dollar's position relative to the grains, I had eliminated a lot of the upside price risk in the grains. If the Dollar rallied, I'd have that profit to offset my grain losses, and if the Dollar continued to tank, I'd have big grain. By tomorrow, Mr. Phil Sutton was going to be very unhappy. As I worked, I began to think that maybe I should also plan to call Sally tonight. Maybe. I logged onto the internet and began my search for Mrs. Phil Sutton or Mr. Phil Sutton and their email accounts.I had a few passwords that I had taken with me when I left the service and I used one of them to hack the accounts. Both had an account with Hotmail and I found the email addresses for both without a lot of trouble. Next, I made a wave. I am a sucker for a nice smile and a contagious laugh and when I was finally able to talk to her on the phone I was hooked. We chatted for a while online, every now and then talking on the phone when her husband was not around. Our conversations quickly went from normal “how was your day” to “are you wearing the panty I asked you to wear today?” Leena was the type of lady that was sophisticated and slutty. She enjoyed the finer things in life – and the nasty things in the bedroom. After a while.