It wasn’t difficult since Mom had drummed it into us for years. From just about the time we got out of diapers, Mom had been assiduously training me... to be a gentleman and Sue to be a lady. Above and beyond the usual “Yes, ma’am”, “No, ma’am”, “Please”, and “Thank you”, Mom expected me to be an old-fashioned Southern gentleman.For instance, I have never witnessed Mom open a door in her life. If I was present, I was expected to open the door. If I forgot, she simply stood there waiting until I. He had checked out the repairs and remodeling done. We had decided that for the most part he’d have control of the theater and I’d keep most of my focus on my studies. Unless something came up that needed my attention and my dad couldn’t be here. That deal made the next few months easier on me. I discussed my plans for my remaining time at school with my dad. It took a bit of work but I was able to talk him into accepting my plans and he agreed not to tell anyone else about them. I worked hard. "Lawrence, it's..." Yes Andrea," he interrupted, "after seventeen years, I think I'd recognize your voice. You know I'm not supposed to even talk to you."Lawrence Whitcomb was a long time member of the board of directors for Beaumont Investments and the only member who had expressed reservations about dismissing Andrea Beaumont as CEO and hiring her teenage niece in her place."Yes, I'm aware of what a pariah I have become at Beaumont Investments since the little whore sabotaged me and took. He took hold of me round my slim waist and rocked me in a circle motion, it felt so lovely as he stirred my cunt with his sticky helmet...mmmmmm.Mick was trying to look round as Jomo's right knee was thumping the back of Mick's car seat with every thrust!!! I put my palm onto Mick;s face and pushed his head forward to avoid him seeing us-naughty boy! Jomo smiled at me as I turned to him for his approval. Jomo turned his attention now to holding me under my ass cheeks, he was lifting me slowly.