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Rancho del i****to
Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: Anal, Mature, Taboo, Author: mind_warrior_2000, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
fear drove her to do just what I wanted." I stared Roger straight in the eye, showing my defiance with every inch of my body. "I want to see you two again," Roger said calmly. "There is no way that's going to happen," I replied, trying to keep calm as well. "That's what your mother said. She told me to go to hell," he chuckled. "But, there are other ways to convince people." I stiffened. "What do you mean?" "Like I said earlier, I like you," said Roger. "I want you to have a good life. I've never had c***dren of my own, Manny. And in a way, I see you as my son." "Your tricks won't work on me," I replied. "No tricks," sighed Roger. "I'm dying, Manny. The doctor gave me less than six months. You don't believe me? Take a look at the documents on my desk. It's the test result from my doctor." I wasn't quite sure how to understand what Roger was trying to tell me, but I moved closer to his desk and looked at the papers. From what I could tell, Roger was telling the truth. The results indicated that he had cancer. "Now do you believe me?" he asked. "No," I replied, still defiant. Roger smiled and at that moment he looked frail and old. "I wish I was lying to you, Manny. However, I've had many unhealthy vices throughout my life and it seems I am ready to pay the price." "Just because you are dying doesn't mean we are going to do what you ask," I said. "It's a ... custom to fulfill a dying man's wish." Roger smiled again. "However, there is more. Like I said I have no c***dren. I was going to leave all of my fortune to my nephews and nieces, though it has been many years since they cared to find out how their dear uncle was doing." Roger walked over to his desk and sat down in the chair. "Granted, they are still going to get some of my riches, but I don't care to leave this ranch to them." He looked at me and his eyes twinkled. "I could leave the ranch in your name, Manny. Plus a good chunk of my money." Roger paused and stared at me. "What are you talking about?" I asked him. I felt like I've been caught off guard. "What do you think I'm talking about?" Roger looked tired. "I am offering to leave the ranch to you. I talked to my lawyer and asked him what it would take to grant you legal status in America. He has many connections and said it wouldn't take him longer than a month to get your green card. Then, you could become a U.S. citizen with his help." A silence settled over the study as I processed everything Roger had said. "In return," he began again, "I want to see you and your mother together one last time. What do you say?" I didn't reply. I couldn't think of anything to say. What Roger just offered me was more than I could have dreamt of -- becoming a legal citizen, having my own ranch and being rich. It all dawned on me so fast that I felt lost and confused. ...