Let me tell the crew I'm leaving then I'll get my things out of the truck." Great! Thanks again, Bear. You did a great job tonight. I wish you'd come ...o work for me though. I could use your talents on my records and concerts." I don't know, Toni. Why would you want someone like me around anyway?" "Your talent and your warm, gentle nature are good enough for me." Warm and gentle nature? I look like a mean, nasty biker dude. How do you know about my warm and gentle nature?" Your eyes. They're a. Kitchner Jackson had built the world's best tree house about 80 years ago during the Depression and now Lazlow Jackson, or Lazy as he's known, owned it. But his kids were all grown up and long gone, so it just sat there."Hey! Sandy!" I whispered and knocking lightly on the window until the shade went up.Sandy unlatched the window and lifted it open. "Hi!" Her face lit up with surprise. "What are you doing?" she whispered back."They still out there?" I gestured towards the door."Yeah," she. He waited in the waiting room listening to the activities taking place around him and watching the news on the television in the room. The news covered a forest fire that was burning out of control in Arkansas, an interview with the Secretary of State, and a speech by the Prime Minister of Great Britain.He had been waiting for half an hour when he realized something important. The news wasn’t filled with stories about suicide bombers, sabotage, or other terrorist activities. There were a few. Feeling a bit of pride over my toned belly, my eyes roamed over the tight short shorts and down my long legs were they ended in cute little feet wrapped in high heeled white sandals.Darling pink painted toe nails peeked out, matching the polish on my long nails and the color of my lips. I looked absolutely sweet and sexy at the same time.Walking out into the kitchen, I could tell that Jeff liked what he saw. Coming over to me, he drew me in close and gave me a deep kiss. His probing tongue.