Let’s face it, after Alan, your father never thought you’d ever bring a man home again. Aside from Tim that is.” Tim stepped into the kitchen an...d said, “Grandma. Grandpa said he needs a platter for the steaks and a bowl for the corn.” “Coming right up,” she said. Hailey stepped over to Tim and whispered, “How’s Rick doing?” “Fine,” chuckled Tim. “Grandpa’s talking business with him. Don’t worry Mom, I don’t think he’s scared him off yet.” Hailey rolled her eyes. “I can’t believe you’re my. She held her pick between her teeth as she hunched over the guitar to write something in her notebook. She noticed me and smiled, closing the notebook and taking the pick from her mouth. “Howdy, Mr. Holloway,” she said. “Hi there,” I said as I gestured to the seat next to her. “Mind if I sit?”She nodded and I sank down into it. “You know,” I said as I loaded an apple slice with peanut butter, “you don’t have to call me Mr. Holloway anymore. You can call me Sam.”“I know,” she said quietly, “it’s. That’s all for now. We’ll bring you the latest information as it comes in. And now, it’s time for the weather report.?I hit the ‘mute’ button on the remote, and sat back. I was half-amused at what I had seen and heard. Suddenly, I thought of my Aunt Rita. She lived all alone in her house. And it was a big house too. Was there something I could do? I thought for a moment. Yes. I would go and visit her, for the night, or maybe a couple of nights, until this whole Jack the Whipper business cooled. .''his hand took my ass cheeck firmly walking toward his room, telling me to stop and be a good boi and stop i felt small and weak, walked in girly pink panty to his room, getting told what to clean and get his cloth clean he sit at his computer and played video games , and i did what he ask feeling rip from control and needed to complyi came back in his room after starting the laudry''your such a good boy, put the camisole on, its on the bed''he help me, telling me i did a great job, like all.