" All right," Bridgett said. "We've all acknowledged, haven't we? This is a tough thing to deal with. We're not going to solve it -- any of it -- toni...ght. Maybe not for a long time to come. Maybe this shows that we need a lot of -- openness -- about things like sex partners. But let's hear from the other people, all right? Roald?" I understand what my father is saying," Roald said. "and I agree, pretty much. I haven't... been with any of the women in our group. But I've thought about it, just. Still, the bitch running off has cost me a lot of money.Sipping the bourbon, he continued to go over the time since her escape. After he had reported her missing — he got fussed at for not having the tag number of her car — he had stopped to eat breakfast and think. That's when it had hit him.Shit, the bitch went the other way. She isn't headed for Saint Louis at all; she's going to wherever it is they're keeping her kid. Yeah, that place that the company owns. I'll have to find out exactly. ”“Would the skirt and blouse be dressy enough with the high heeled sandals you bought?”“Perfect.”The meeting was a formality, I was named CEO and COO, Dad was demoted to CFO, an honorary title to continue his employment and keep him involved so if I got into trouble, he could bail me out. Truth was, it was to make sure his medical insurance continued. He was only sixty, Medicare wanted nothing to do with his issues. Tiffany watched, quietly, interested, but in a detached way.We discussed it. We walk in and see we just made it in time for the staff to get food. We merge into the line and get a few odd glances but my head is swimming in thoughts of Anne. Her perfect round butt, her tight perky breasts, her gleaming smile and her beautiful eyes all of those things and more. She walks swinging her hips in front of me on purpose I’m sure. “You see something you like?” She asks playfully handing me a plate and a tray so we can pick our food. “Uh… a couple things, that pie there at the.