His first question was do we have architect drawings, I told him no, what we wanted was someone with a broad enough knowledge of the building industry...to look at the site and to consider our needs then go away and think about it, then come back with a 'mud map'; if we thought the ideas were what we liked then he could take it to a design architect. In short we were looking for him to manage the whole project from go to whoa. I must admit I did a probe on him before I gave him an open sheet, he. So I make a cup of tea for both of us.While having tea we were like talking through eyes all the time. Once we finish the tea without wasting time I grab her hand slowly and take her in my arms gently and asked can I kiss you?? She loves my way of gentle gesture and I blink through eyes and gave me a signal.I slowly placed my lips on her lips and we started to kiss each other.My hand was moving all over her body ,on her back, slowly my hand goes down and rest on her ass. During the kiss, I. Her twin sister Joan sat on the other side of the aisle from her, she and Doug shared the next table. It was that way for the rest of the year. Elementary teachers have no imagination, so we sat beside each other all the way through sixth grade. We became best friends by the end of first grade, before that we were friendly and sort of tolerated the other. The ‘OH, you’re a girl/boy!’ thing was still going on. Jane and Joan had the twin thing going on too. Joan liked Doug. I didn’t trust him,. What he did remember, though, was the ice cold shiver they had sent down his spine, and the absolute necessity, whatever happened, to keep the sleeping man on the third floor from harm.She had never been to this town, but, from paintings and engraved maps she had seen, in so much better and happier times, she had an idea of its layout, and that gave her an idea of where to look. The town was built around a steep hill, a rock about three hundred feet high, that some geological quirk had.