"You don't want to do that," as I heard a voice over my shoulder.I spun around to see who said that and standing there was this older man that was ver... handsome and tall. He looked a little under six feet with dark, wavy hair. As my eyes widened in shock, I felt my knees get weak and a few seconds later, I felt my throat tightening.For him, he didn't notice I was speechless, as he was caught up on my little breasts, brown hair, and my tiny sun freckles all over my face.They were now standing. She asked me if I would like to eat something, I told her another cup of coffee would be fine. She got up to prepare some more coffee. She asked me something from the kitchen I could not hear her so I got upand went towards the kitchen and asked her what she asked? She asked me if I would like some cookies with the coffee? I told her yes. She asked me to come in. We kept talking as she got the coffee ready. She pointed towards the kitchen platform and asked me to sit. I hopped on to it and as I. Looking up, I was surprised to see her standing over me, a perplexed expression on her face. ‘Can I help you, Dr Van Pelt?’ I asked, somewhat surprised to see her of all people. ‘You are Mark Scott?’ She asked, her hesitant voice like oil on silk to my ears, and I nodded, ‘Dr Long informs me that you’re one of his better students.’ ‘That’s nice of him to say.’ I smiled weakly, still unsure what was going on. ‘He also said that you were looking for a chance to earn some extra money.’ She seemed. "I've been working on gutting the bathroom and I was filthy. And since I gutted the bathroom, I don't have a shower," she said slowly as if explaining to a two year old. "Now, since I've answered your question would you drop my clothes and leave me alone?"Keith took a couple steps forward which brought him to the edge of the pond. He hadn't been able to sleep, he kept thinking about the annoying woman who'd out bid him for the property next door. It was infuriating. He'd wanted the property for.