I’d be in favor of the idea, but I need to know the cost and how it would be structured.” I nodded; it was a nice and safe lawyer-like answer, but...it made sense. John continued, “The question is how we eventually get the money out? How do we earn any income without selling shares or stocks? As it stands, the vast majority of your money is tied up in equities. Your personal expenditures are relatively low compared to the amount you have invested. You have to juggle your portfolio to buy. We went for a trekking in Tada falls.I would not call it a trek, half of the time it was rock climbing! But anyway, we were planning this trip for long time. There a few detractors who tried their best to persuade us away from this trip, but after we were done with it, I could say that they missed out on something wonderful. But the story I need to tell you is happened while we where in Renigunta. I got my life back thanks to my friends. They gave me surprise by booking a call girl for me. They. A fire torch was lit when Montana led her on stage, both dressed in their ancient Roman togas. Montana played the Mistress and Natasha the Egyptian slave. Of course, the Mistress’ toga was a long white see-through chiffon dress held together with a golden rope around her waist. The flickering fire accentuated the flimsiness of her dress by revealing her nakedness underneath to the appreciative crowd. Natasha, the slave, did not even have that much covering over her sexy body. She would not call. Melissa left, but not without giving Holly a glare. Finally, John closed the door and sighed heavily in relief. Finally.Holly stared at him expectantly. She knew.Smirking, he walked up to her desk, where she now sat on top, one sexy leg over the other sexy leg, her hands on the desk behind her. "What did you want to talk to me about?" Holly asked in a sexy voice, fitting to his fantasy."Well," John drawled, "you're doing fine in class... but I think you could do better. I know you have....