These would be net, and they could report losses as well.“This would do away with the small time street bookies that don’t pay a dime in taxes. Th...is would keep foreign companies from taking money out of the US and not paying taxes, and it would legitimize what any guy, who wants to place a bet on Sunday’s game, can do today. If, in the future, we can figure out a way to play black jack, or other games of chance, then we can make sure that it will be fair and regulated.”They liked the idea, and. My family still loved me, even if they no longer knew who I hadbeen. However, that didn't seem like the tragedy I thought it had been.In fact, I'd even gotten out of shoveling the snow from the driveway!Dad had told Harry to do it!Before I could delve into that thought any further there was a knock onmy door, and then my mother opened it slightly and looked in."Can I come in?" she asked."Yes," I said, sitting up and sliding my back to rest against theheadboard. She came in and took a seat on. "Katy giggled and got on her knees at the edge of the bed, holding the pink cock in her hands. She smiled at him and leaned forward, her tits becoming so hard not to look at, and shoved it in her mouth. She swirled the tip around in her mouth and moaned before sliding it down her throat. She looked him in the eye and continued moaning. I reached around and rubbed her pulsing clit. "Yeah, that's it. God you're sluts. Keep going. Fuck!"She slipped it out of her mouth slowly, still looking at him.. “Of course, though I can see that Rachel here wants to add a sauce of her own,” Tanya retorted with a giggle, truly enjoying this Thanksgiving feast of theirs.“Well, I still do have a sauce right here,” Rachel dipped her fingers in Tanya’s twat and licked her fingers clean, “delicious. Even has some cream,” she alluded to Jason Martinez’s spunk left behind inside her.“Yeah, hubby’s cum is yummy,” Lacey referred to Melanie’s and her shared, submissive husband, Jason.“So are the twin’s,” Melanie.