I tried to remember that this was the man, a kindly man I ran errands for as a shy ten year old, yet here I was, seven years later, about to, as he pu... it, 'make an old man very happy'.As is usual in circumstances like these, I don't really know how I ended up in his bed. I'd mowed his lawn as a favour and been asked in for a drink. He wanted help putting a door on his wardrobe and before we were able to get to work we...As his trousers hit the floor he fumbled with his underpants and. With a sigh, Julianne bent down and gave Sarah a kiss. "Oh, Honey, I'm so sorry I failed you. I" Both women jumped when Stan slammed Sarah's bedroom door open and it cracked against the wall. He stomped into the room and yelled, "Dammit Julie what the hell are you doing in here with that mouthy little slut. I'm hungry and you haven't even started supper. Now get your ass into the kitchen and get me something to eat." Stan grabbed Julianne's arm and roughly pulled her off the bed, pushing her. Cotter,” she yelped for joy while scampering around his desk and throwing her arms around his neck and giving him a big kiss on the cheek, “I promise you won’t regret it!!!” Frank gently pushed her off of him, and in a professional voice offered, “I’m glad that you’re happy Chris, but since we’ll be working together, I want you to call me Frank, all right!?!” “Sure, Frank,” she replied after flopping down in her chair with her. “David, if you’re okay with the broad-brush approach Ms. Dixon outlined, leave it to us to polish it up. We have to turn the message into a ‘Look at what some unscrupulous independents will do’ message, and try to get the media on our side. I’m a little leery of threatening lawsuits, and the media tend to circle the wagons to protect their own, but I have some ideas for a few carrots we can offer to get our story out there fairly. Let Ms. Dixon and me work on this. It’s what you pay us for, and.