"Like why the hell I'm here!" I yelled into the Road King's rumble. Still no answer from the voice, the coward.I found my breakfast less than a half h...our later, and in the perfect spot – halfway through Yreka within spitting distance of the on ramp to I-5 South. Denny's isn't what you'd call inspirational food, but they had what I wanted and they weren't shy about letting me pay for a little extra of this and that. I had fried eggs, crisp bacon and a waffle big enough to choke a horse slathered. Soon, very soon, the power would be his. He pressed a button on his desk, and his assistant, Mr. Patel, entered through a side door. ‘You have reviewed the files of all the New York team members?’ Patel nodded, he was a man of little talk. ‘I have just spoken with Mr. Karick in New York. We will be taking action on the first day of December, in the late evening. That is the last day of a four day holiday weekend in America. Thanksgiving. You will depart two days earlier. You know what you must. Twenty-six years old, and I still spend my money like it's an allowance from my father. I called him up."Julianne, I'm sorry. I'm tapped out, and won't have anything to give you for a while," he told me. "Come stay with me if you need time to get back on your--" It's alright, I'm not that far behind on my bills, and I have some stuff I need to sell that's valuable anyway," I lied. "I've got to go dad, I love you."Everything of value I owned had been sold two months ago, and my dad is my only. "I think the first one should be just for you and we can then proceed from there." Mom slowly began to slide her hand up and down my cock at the same time reaching down with her other hand and cupping my balls and softly squeezing them a little. The feeling was exquisite - to actually have someone other than myself playing with my privates was absolutely unbelievable and the sensation was so different from my own ministrations that I couldn't believe that it was happening. It rook no time at.