I’ll find something.” Her tone said she didn’t want to talk about it, so I didn’t try to pursue it. We moved on to talking about the house and... what might need doing.After lunch Faye was following me and Alice to and fro more than ever, whoever was moving, nudging up against us while we all cleared away and washed up. I realised she was unsettled. Of course she was. I took hold of her and pulled her to me and she put her strong arms round me and squeezed.“I want to be yours,” she mumbled, “like. That will keep any information on you getting out into the world, because there he is undeniably. Sweet.” She gave me a high five and I just shook my head. “Do I get a copy?” and grinned. “Now I’ve got cum to clean off every surface in and around my bed, the maids are not going to be particularly pleased.”“Not as pleased as you are, at any rate”, Mom said. “Let’s just wait and see what happens.”I texted Tommy:Me: Mom got us on tape!Tommy: When?Me: In my bedroom, the whole thing.Tommy:. I pulled her up, took my shirt off her and wiped her face. She looked embarrassed and turned away. A lightning strike boomed not a hundred yards from us. She screamed and buried her head in my chest. When she glanced up again, that look of almost c***d-like fright… she was so beautiful, the lightning flickering, the warmth of her slim body against me.Then she whispered to me, “I’m on the pill…Take me.”Sweet Jesus!I flipped her over the railing in front of us. Her ass—two perfect, shining. “It’s your plan. You definitely get to tell her,” I concluded.“If you do that, look for the IRS to establish a permanent audit team in your headquarters, Mr. Taylor.”The Secretary of the Treasury was livid after I had spent fifteen minutes outlining my plan to shift payment for generators to a gold standard.“As your floating currency loses value, my tax burden will decrease, so do your best,” I said with a smile.The president seemed to be fighting a smile.“Nick, why are you opposed to Paul’s.