"When is the next bus mate?" No bugger knows, the lazy bastards are on strike," he shouted into the wind and rain.The old woman heard this and she the... looked pleadingly at me. "I'm sorry to put you to all this trouble son," No trouble, I'll put your trolley in the back just get in and close the door."I placed her heavy shopping trolley into the back of my Nissan Navara, which had a canopy and returned to the inside. The old woman was shivering, so I put the heater up a bit. She told me where. Wilson briskly took off his pants and his serious boxer shorts. There are not many things more amusing than a half-naked man still wearing his shoes and black socks, but nobody in the room dared to find him funny. "Right, this will be a bit shocking but it is the only way to persuade you. Nothing I have told you so far is really convincing. I mean, this could be all a charade based on an agreement between Luisa and me. I will now give you two convincing proofs of the actual existence and powers. .. what ever that means. Ah, well... Anyway... you readers will be happy to hear, I finally found another job.Am I working at another TV Station as an on-the-air Reporter, making the big bucks again? Well, not exactly.I guess I probably should tell you how my present job came my way.I'm down at the Rescue Mission with the other less fortunate folks having a nice meal, when the good Reverend comes charging in."Is there anyone here, that has any experience as a Reporter?" he asked,. .I'mhere to help out, ya know." "Look, we all agreed to the rules..and therules detail when one of us is supposed to do certain things. When it'sJessica's turn to do the laundry I want HER doing it. Not you. You are waytoo easy on her. If you keep this up she'll not be doing anything aroundhere. So..do you want to be her servant? That's what she's laying out foryou because she knows how to handle you and your weaknesses. Honestly,Sam. You need to stand up to her and not just be her whipping.