" Hey if this is about the inheritance, I signed most of it over to Karena few years ago," the old man chuckled."You did?" Matt seemed surprised. "She... never said a word." You're not the only one that can keep secrets son." Ok whatever." Matt brought the discussion back on track. "We need tofake your death, make it look like you died. When the process is completeyou get a new identity." I think I would have a hard time staying away from the girls, you knowhow much those kids mean to me." I have. Final ke exam de chuka hu or ab ghar par hi rahta hu.mere pita ji 50 saal ke hai or vo kaafi bimar rahte hai jis karan vo bahut kamjor hai.Meri maa ki age 45 saal hai or vo bahut sunder dikhti hai meri maa ka rang gora hai, meri maa ka figure kamal ka hai unke boobs bare bare or gol aakar ke hai.meri maa ke boobs unki kamij se bahar jhankte rahte hai kayonki vo bra me puri tarah nahi samate meri maa ghar ka sara kaam khud karti hai jis se maa ka badan ganthila hai mere pita ji ke pass kafi. Most of all make it sustainable. Something like a campaign based on 'What if I weren't here for you'. Since that is what you really have to sell. A person's well being is his primary concern. Make it about them, not you." With those words I sat down."Okay smart ass, how do we make it sustainable," a young farmer asked."For one thing you don't spend all you resources on a one day event, one whose media memory will be gone on Monday. Get yourself a catchy sound bite which you can ride to the end.. Claire saw in a flash just what must have happened-that her daughter's boyfriend, either by impulse or previous arrangement, had come sneaking in to Debby's bed-and assumed her mother was Debby.Should she tell him? she wondered.Hell no!Claire had the hots for the teenaged boy anyhow, and with his nimble lapper lashing up her cunt, there was no way she was going to notify him of his misconception. She was going to operate under a false identity-at least as long as it took her to climax.She began.