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Date: 11/25/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: Jacob_McCandles, Rating: 86, Source: sexstories.com
Authors note: There is absolutely no sex in this chapter. This is just to get the story rolling. I am not really sure if there is going to be a lot of sex in this story at all. You'll just have to keep reading to find out. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I knocked on the heavy oak door of my father’s study and waited patiently for him to acknowledge my presence. He finally invited me in and I found him in his usual place behind his massive mahogany desk. His study looked exactly like you would imagine a billionaire’s study to look. Deep rich wood paneling, the thick carpet, and more books than most people ever thought about reading. The only clue to the fact that this was not a scene from the eighteen hundreds was the computer monitor on his desk. Even the smell was what you would think a study should smell like, old books and expensive cigars. “Do you need something David?” Without hesitation I said, “Yes sir. Are we rich?” That stopped him cold in his tracks, which wasn’t something that was very easily done. “Excuse me?” “Are we rich?” “Why do you ask, son?” “Well, I was wondering why we don’t go to the same school as the kids down the street? Their parents take them to school and we ride with Samuel in the limousine. Michael Stuart said that only rich kids get driven to school in limousines and that poor kids either have to ride the bus or get their parents to take them. Does that make us rich?” “No ...