He was a randy bastard, to say the least, but it was about four in the afternoon when he finally left. It was a combination of his job security and th...e fact that his cock was now getting limp with all the fucking. During that time, he ignored several phone calls, probably from his boss, and what made matters worse was that Melissa was hungry and the pizza was stone cold. The microwave sorted that out as soon as he was out the door. Melissa told David-19 that she would definitely be buying pizza. Her comment was it is not meant to be so forget it. She doesn’t want it anymore.I asked her this morning if she was still interested in a massage since that came up one time before too but couldn’t make it happen, and she perked up and said maybe. She asked if nude or not, I said no nude unless she wants you to give her a massage in every part of her body. She is thinking about it but I also told her she would not have to do anything to you unless she wanted. I also said you are willing to. She nodded her head and said quietly, “Yes Grandma.” Her Grandma looked very cross. “Yes indeed young lady. I can tell you that you won’t be going to the dance this afternoon that’s for sure.” Emily blanched, then her Grandma continued, “Well I decided you should watch your Mum being spanked this morning so you will know what to expect. Right now in fact. Get across my lap young lady and expect to be there for quite a while.” “Please Grandma, no. I mean, please don’t Grandma, erm,” “Enough. "You might like to start transferring your operation to The Junction, Pete," I suggested. "John, here, can then supervise everything in case you have to leave suddenly. We'll use an appraiser of your choice, and you can start negotiations with the second hotel when you have more time after you return. In the meantime, we'll take options on another four S-76s and transfer a spare Bell 412 from Spring Field as a reserve or backup aircraft."It might be useful to have a couple of Bell 214STs here.