Flora hugged him immediately, like she knew him. ‘Hey! I’m sorry I never told you my name. I never tell anybody my name in the workplace,’ she w...ispered in his ear. ‘I was thinking that maybe we could hang out while I walk my dog.’ she said, pointing to the girl below her. ‘You have servants?’ Silas asked, staring her straight in the eyes. ‘More like slaves. I have hundreds, and I host auctions. However, I need someone to host with…’ she trailed off, caressing his cheek. He looked her up and. It didn't hold our interest so we got up and left. We walked by a retro soda fountain and shared a cherry coke. We giggled over this like a couple of teenagers. After dinner in a fairly nice restaurant, we returned to our room."Let's do a little work." What do you mean? What work?" We should work on your southern accent. You'll forget and we have to have a plausible excuse for you speaking that way occasionally. We should have more of a cover story too of how we met and fell in love. That's for. Babes 'n blow jobs, track star ... babes 'n blow jobs, swim team ... there's babes on the swim team, blow jobs. Every time blow jobs crossed his mind his eyebrows popped up and down. Highschool sounds pretty good. Bet I could test out of 11th grade ... Senior ... big man on campus ... babes ... blow jobs!He came to earth just in time to hear the old man say..."And a Real Estate Developer bought it all ... I'm a RICH old man and I'd like you two to share a little bit of it. Early Christmas. I put the beer on the coffee table in the living room and opened the front door to stare down at the two boxes."They're not going to move themselves," Cooper laughed."I know," I laughed in return, "but I do still have moments where I forget I'm not a nonagenarian any more. I was standing here wondering how heavy those boxes were like I was still old and decrepit."The boxes were heavy, but not so much that I couldn't manage them. The were more awkward than anything as I tried to get them through.