’ That was partially true. I couldn’t think of where I was or what I was thinking, but the past several minutes were much like a particular time w...th Robert when I intentionally bent down from the hips to pick up a scrap piece of something off my kitchen floor and he drove me to the table, ripped my pants down, bent me over the table and fucked me like two pit bulls in heat. But unlike Robert, Michael brought me back to the way we usually connected post-coloitally — tenderly, lightly and. “Like I said professor, wait till next spring,” I demanded.When he cleared the line I called Tommy. “Damn, Gerome did too good a job with that ‘fund me’ page video. People are sending buckets of money,” I said. “The professor wants to buy the land from me.”“That is going to prove difficult,” Tommy said.“Damn, you FBI types are really first rate at stating the obvious,” I said. “I put him off until next year, so we need to figure out something.”“It may not be a problem, we haven’t exactly got. ”Monsieur Brouette was wringing his hands. “But I have no driver.”“You know perfectly well Brouette,” the Comtesse told him, “that I can drive. Now get moving, or the beating I shall give you will be far worse than that which my husband can do.”She turned to them. “I am the Comtesse de la Grand Fromage. It seems my husband is trying to thwart anyone who wishes to go anywhere. Can I give you a lift?”“We are trying to reach the Château Rochefort, my Lady,” said Denis. We need to have a word with. But when that fails, I’ll have gotten some real education. Not these basket weaving courses I’ve been taking. I like the cooking part. Particularly what Ms. Suzy has been teaching me. So, I’ll aim that way. But I’d also like to look at some business management courses too. I think that an established degree isn’t what I’m after. I’ll take the classes that I want, not the ones the establishment thinks I need.”“Then when the bottom drops out, I’ll take you and Ms. Suzy’s offer up on that ranch.