We've got all day, and if you're patient, I can get a really good product out of this. Please?"What was up here, I wondered? Could I do this? Why woul... I want to do this? Could I get away with this? Would I want to be naked for her? Why wouldn't I? Why would I? She was obviously talented, and while she could get a female friend or two to sit for her, where would she find a male without being in jeopardy? I could do this for her, it was safe (or was it?), well, safe enough."O.k. Where do you. It had a print on it she fancied, and it was rather tame compared to the other items in here. He insisted she have it, and it went in the bag as well…along with a nonde*********** box. She enjoyed the joking as they rode back to his place, and getting out of the car, she noticed the workmen were nearly done.Those efficient workmen, damn their hides. The ONE thing I forgot to do was to tell them to do this slowly. The job did look good, though. Annalise slipped into my house while I spoke. He seems a little stiff necked most of the time, but he’s just trying to live down his blood, ya know.”“Hadn’t heard.”“You know that song ‘Long Line of Losers?’ That’s his family. Drunks, losers, not even very smart ones. His older brother’s in the state penitentiary, armed robbery of a gas station. Didn’t even get any damn money. His grandfather died in prison. His Dad drunk himself to death, ‘bout 45 years old. His mom ran off with a trucker when Harlan was fifteen. Boy thought he was cursed.. "I have an Alabama attorney and a retired judge keeping us between the lines right now." That's Alabama, this is Texas. There are differences." And naturally, you'll be doing all this personally, right?" Dan, I have minions. I pay good money, I have GOOD minions. And yes, I will take a personal interest." He laughed. Okay, the guy DID have a personality, despite the tales Kara had related. As Cindy says, it goes with his territory.After lunch, a brief fight over the bill, where Dan graciously.