“Col. Parker was Elvis Presley’s manager,” she said. “He dressed sort of like Mr. Moneybags on the Monopoly game. That’s Michael McHenry.”...“Oh, and he hates to be called Mike,” Stephanie added. “I would imagine his silk drawers developed quite a nasty stain when she started to call him Mikey.”“So he’s an officious, pretentious peckerhead,” I said.“Exactly,” Jill said. “It says exactly that on his business card: ‘Michael ‘Mikey’ McHenry, VP of Artist Relations, Officious, Pretentious Peckerhead.’. "Look Dave, I can explain..." Wow," said Dave, clicking another photo in the history, "I've found some porn on company computers before, but this is some hardcore stuff." Dave, it's not what you think," she stammered."Hey wait a minute," he said. "This file here is time stamped at 9:20 tonight. You mean this is why you were working late? You came and sweet talked me away from my desk, where I was actually working, so I could fix your computer so you could look at porn? Now that's ballsy!"He was. I promised them that we would do our best so they could be with their mother.Romeo was getting pissed at losing his people. His eye for an eye wasn't working in his favor. I knew we couldn't play the game much longer. He was going after my family, my girlfriend, yes Mary was my girlfriend, and me.It was time for Thanksgiving and we decided to have it at our house. Mary said she would make the turkey and Marci would help her. I let all my employees at all three stores off early Thanksgiving eve. It was 10 inches long and 2-1/2 inches in diameter. I also bought a nylon harness and what looked like a rather large butt plug along with an inflatable but plug, two kinds of lubricant and an odd syringe thing for inserting the lubricant. Anthony was going to think I'd been doing this my whole lift and that's just what I wanted him to think. The stuff arrived a week later. Anthony and I went on two dates while I waited for delivery. The sex was, as always with Anthony, amazing but I did take a.