There was a smoky look that I could neither explain nor describe, but it turned me on enormously."What are we doing first?" I asked."Getting the stuff...shifted down the tip."I smiled slightly. "Yeah, what I meant was where are we starting."It was Viv's turn to smile. "If we start in the kitchen and just shift everything onto the front lawn, and not actually take stuff down the tip until everything's out of the house."It was a strange morning. For nearly three hours we worked, saying little, but. Gene would rather have been in with Holly to hear her father’s explanations, but it was a family matter as much as anything, so he waited behind when they’d gone into the bedroom together moments earlier.A very short man wearing a dark, tight uniform, sporting a mustache and rich-tanned skin, came outside and said, “Everybody on me,” then stepped back into the house. Gene followed him inside. He saw Marisa, Bendal, and Silver there, as well as four other men and two women he had not yet met.. Brandi looked across at their table and waved, laughing at Angela’s discomfort. ‘Soooo,’ Vic said, looking back toward Angie, ‘are any of these ladies ones that you had considered setting me up with?’ He asked, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Angie’s head snapped up to look at him. ‘Don’t even joke about that here.’ She said, ‘it’s one thing to do it online, but with you here in person, this close, don’t even tease me about doing that.’ Vic looked to see that none of the. Over the years, Bess and I got to be good buddies; she helped me with my homework and it was nice to get a break from Mom once a week. I cornered my aunt once trying to get a scoop on Mom's Tuesday nights, whining the way a twelve-year-old can. Bess pointed out that it was very hard to be a single parent and that I shouldn't begrudge my mother her one opportunity a week to unwind and keep her sanity. The way she explained it made me feel like a right ungrateful little snot, and I didn't think.