. his last resort to save his farm. He'd been turned down yet again ... his farm had suffered a string of freak 'accidents.' He wasn't a good risk.Yet... another developer lost his project.It took the entire 180 days for the last ticket to show up at the lottery headquarters. The old man who won collected his check, walked outside, endorsed it over to the Alzheimer's Foundation and died in the street.They drove to Sharpe Field ... Harold Franklin was back."You Mr. Franklin?" Seph asked.He looked. " We shared the remainder of my glass of champagne and really didn't say anything to each other for a while. We just held on to each other and enjoyed being together without anyone or anything bothering us.While the jacuzzi was nice, I didn't want to stay in there much longer. It wasn't as bad as a pool but it still had chlorine in there and I didn't want to be smelling that — or like that - when Carrie and I were in bed. I got up and took Carrie's hand and walked her to the shower. "We're. I could feel the point of no return and somehow let her know I was about to come.To my surprise, she took me further in, and our hands clamped into each other. My cock started squirting its milky white juice. She didn’t let it go till she had the last drop in her mouth. I was on cloud 9 with the feeling, but she had a further surprise for me.After ensuring that the last drop was sucked out, she came up over me and clamped her mouth over mine. She let go of the juices in my mouth, and we started. I was wearing a black leather pencilskirt, black high healed boots and a light blue cashmere turtleneck. Wekissed and hugged and were thrilled to see each other. He kept his handon my knee the entire ride to the hotel and I loved the attention. Wewent up to the suite. I freshened up from the flight and he took me todinner. We went to a trendy new sushi place and had a blast. He couldn'tkeep his hands off me and especially liked touching my ass and feeling myleather skirt. After dinner we went.