I thanked her for her willing participation, she responded by saying she felt bad that I was not dating and getting it from anyone so she was happy wi...th being my sexual outlet. She hinted around about the up and coming poker night I would be having at my home. I told her a bored tone that I knew it was coming up, ignoring her little fantasy about getting gang banged by all the guys coming over; all of whom were old enough to be her dad too. I did make sure that the guys coming over would be. There was something in the way she carried herself, subconsciously swaying her hips as she walked in. I was drawn to her curvy hourglass figure, with her D cup breasts slightly visible through the cleavage in her button up flannel and her skinny, dark blue jeans hugging the soft curves of her legs and wide hips. I just couldn’t help but stare at her. God, I sound like a sappy high schooler. I couldn’t help it. I was infatuated. By some amazing stroke of luck, this girl decided to sit at the. First, George died and a few years later we moved his wife Margaret into the Mountain View Nursing Home. They are both buried near the Ledgerwoods in the Okanogan City Cemetery.” Margaret shared.“I want to go and leave flowers on their grave,” Patty said.“I’ll go with you, Patty” Jenny shared.“Let’s go see your house. Did you ever think you would have seven kids, sister?” Patty asked as they moved towards the door.“Sis, it scares the daylights out of me, but I’ve got John.” Jenny and Patty. I don’t have that kind of money either but do believe in the concept. I knew that this talk would come up at some point and I was ready for it. Based on what you have and what you need, I’m not part of the mix. I would like to start my own company and come up with my own investors. That would mean that I’ll be competing against you. Would you be alright if I did that? If not, then I’d like to buy in with you all for a smaller stake. Maybe a ten percent share for a hundred million?”Britt was who.