What do you want to do with it?’ asked my father. ‘I… haven’t given it much thought lately.’ I sounded surprised because I was. I was having... dinner at home and nothing like this had ever come up in the thousands of dinners we had. They were mostly impersonal and boring. We usually talked about… I had no idea what we talked about. The conversations were so dry I barely paid attention. ‘I’m trying to figure out where to start you in the organization. I mean, it would certainly be easier to mentor. ”I couldn’t speak, I was so overwhelmed by this act of kindness. A pretty hand took the card. “Mr. Moynihan,” Jennifer said, “I’m Michael’s wife. It takes quite the big deal to make my husband speechless ... thank you and we will be in touch regarding the dates involved and all the other details.”He went back to his pocket pulling out a check saying, “I know that your father negotiated a 45% cut of the gross, but personally that didn’t seem like enough to me for the effort put in by all of. “You do own some, don’t you?” I flushed again to the roots of my blonde hair. “Yes, Sir.” I looked down at my bare legs, all too aware of my naked pussy barely covered by the thin cotton. “Best you wear them at school then, don’t you think?” He was trying not to laugh. “Yes, Sir,” I replied, relieved. “But please feel free to come to me in whatever makes you comfortable.” I blushed again, but said nothing. What happens next? “Just one more clothing-related issue,” he said getting serious. Billy hit the steering wheel, his teeth clenched now in memory.Billy tore out of Jake's like the place was going to explode any second, tires squealing. He shouldn't blame Eddie. He augured with himself. Eddie was simply taking what was offered and showing it off. It was himself he should be mad at. Why the hell couldn't he just fuck her? Billy slammed his fist on the steering wheel again. She'd asked for it. More than once. Her body begged for it. Hell! His own body begged for it!Billy.