Tim’s two friends were in their early- to mid-30s, each respectively six and three years younger than him, both scarred by previous failed marriages... Pete twice bitten, and were currently regarding themselves as long-term confirmed bachelors. Both would mellow out with a couple of drinks and some stimulating male conversation, before moving onto the dance floor in search of potential female company for stimulation of a different kind later. They were nice easy-going guys and were often more. Harper. When I got home I did my homework, but I can’t tell you what it was. I was on automatic pilot. Well, until tomorrow, diary.The next day’s entry said:Dear Diary: I wore a really low-cut top and miniskirt to school today. All the boys were drooling but I was only interested in one male and he WASN’T a BOY. I sat in the front row and I know Mr. Harper noticed me. I saw him smiling at me. I sooo wanted to finger myself right there in Mr. Harper’s class. I could feel my juices running down. I wiped out your entire child porn empire. I don’t care that all of them were sex addicts who volunteered for filming to give them a place to fuck. I’m thrilled to take your money from you.“The fee provided should sufficiently cover the costs of converting the eighty-nine million in diamonds to U.S. currency, if you so desire,” they told me.Shit! A two million dollar fee to help me deal with selling eighty-nine million dollars in diamonds?The next six were pretty much the same deal, except they. Currently, they are in the most expensive suburb area with one villa causing over three millions at minimum depending on the design of the villa. And not to mention that the suburb is near a coastal town with a lovely beach."Do we have enough to build our own villa?" The goth girl asked, turning her attention back to her friend as she was checking on her phone. She was checking on her bank account to check her savings in order to clarify her goth girl of the financial problem."We have more than.