Leaving me to carry her suitcase in. "I've left him the bastard," she said, "this time he's gone too far." Oh," I said, "ok you take the bed and I'll ...sleep on the sofa." No, no, the bed big enough for both of us," she said, surveying my double bed from the doorway."Oh," I said again, the drink had stopped my higher brain functions."Any chance of one of those," she nodded to the Vodka bottle."Sure sis," I said and poured her a big slug.I had a quick shower and pulled on some clean underwear and. I could still hear the TV so I figured that at least one of them was still awake. It appeared that my sister had fallen asleep on his shoulder and had slumped down across his chest.Then, OMG, I saw that he had his dick out and was stroking it. It was huge, even from the balcony I could tell it must be at least 7 or 8 inches, with a girth bigger than my sister's wrist. I gasped inaudibly at seeing it. I leaned over the railing, my breasts hanging down over it, and watched in fascination as he. When her agent had heard that she would go to Amsterdam he had excitedly told her that during that time 50 Cent would have a concert there and he had insisted on getting her a backstage pass. “Jessica,” he had said, “That’s the perfect way to blow off some steam!” So she had accepted. And now she would go to 50 Cent’s show in a couple of hours…But first, she really needed some rest! An hour of sleep and she’d feel reborn! She crossed her arms and grabbed the hem of her old hoodie, then pulled. “Do I have any money in the bank?” I asked that question to set up another.Jeanette looked just a bit surprised at my inquiry. She smiled when she saw that my expression was neutral. “Once the judge signed the order granting you possession of all of Hazel’s belongings, we did a mandatory audit and discovered bank accounts containing about one-hundred and twenty thousand dollars.“When one of my associates helped me inventory the house, we found that Hazel kept a horde of cash under a floorboard.