I held the door as Jamaal helped Grey Eagle up the steps. I don't know why, but Jamaal had taken it upon himself to take care of my old mentor as it g...ot harder for him to move around.Ruth came out from behind the counter with her order pad as we entered."Usually don't have this kind of crowd for dinner except on special occasions," she observed. "What's it going to be? Our special tonight is fresh venison. Somebody brought in a big buck today and I got there just as they finished butchering. The door opened and in walked a guy in his early 60’s a little over weight and looking very horny. He wasn’t the bronzed Adonis I had imagined fucking me but I was in no position to complain. He pulled me towards him and started kissing me. His tongue invaded my mouth. He smelt of stale booze. His hands were all over my body. He squeezed my arse and slid his hand up my legs. Within minutes we were on the bed and he was tearing my dress off. He stopped to pull his trousers down exposing a 6 inch. I will not accept excuses."Kate did think about it and found little conclusion. It has suited her in the past to take two or three days three or four times a year and spend the time with her mother. However with the absence of mummy in the South of France these last two years she hadn't really bothered about taking time off. Now with Stuart's insistence that she take a couple of weeks, the spectre of time lying idly on her hands was not a cheering thought. She mentioned it to Meg one day when. Just to put it perspective for you, if I were to factor in all the hours in a Voran year, and my Archer income for a year, the total cost of the vacation would be less than one second’s worth of my income.”“Are you sure of that, Doug?”“Dad, my Archer stock dividends amount to about fourteen-point-five trillion dollars a year. If you were to compute the number of seconds in a Voran year, you would find that my income is about three hundred thousand dollars a second.”“Oh, hell! I knew you were.