"You're not mad?" I understand your sentiment," said Dan. "What I care about is that the exterior of the item is presentable." Thank you," said Jeremy..."So there might still be flakes of paper from our manuscript in your secret compartment?" asked Bob, breathlessly."It wouldn't take long to find out," said Jeremy. "Actually, that's not true. I can collect whatever's there, but that expert I was talking about would probably have to be the one to tell you if there's anything useful in the sample.". Dressed in formal business attire, as was only proper when calling on royalty. Minus the overcoat, he'd shed that somewhere back in town, having realized how unseasonably warm it was.'The city is warm, the country is cold'. At least that's how he always thought it worked. Fortunately, it was still too cold for fungus and mole to sprout, 'thank god!' He so hated to be out in the open! A million smells and odors to assail his refined senses from every conceivable direction, damn this trip to. You move from window to window making as little noise as possible to prevent the occupants from hearing any strange noises in their yard...unbeknownst to you, the particular house you are scanning has silent intruder alarms wired to the garden. You sneak up to the bathroom window and peak through, inside you see a lovely red head, with firm Tits, a sleak body, neatly trimmed pussy climbing out of the bath and towel drying her luscious body. She lifts her beautiful tits and starts applying some. When the number got to eleven, she scheduled an appointment. Had she had that period ... the seven would have a circle around it, and she would have put a numeral eight in the appropriate box on the next page.She lifted the page and looked. The next page was blank. So was the next page, which was the one for the current month. She didn’t consider herself a mathematician, but her disturbed mind managed to come up with the correct number almost instantly.Seventy-five days. It had been.