"Ok well offers close in two weeks we only have one so far." "Ok I'll get back to you," I said terminating the call. By the weekend a large envelope a...rived for me from Eddie inside wereplans and detailed drawing's of the property converted it lookedstunning with a large rough stone wall with climbing plants out theback, blocking off the platform from the track the platform convertedto a small garden. The main shop replacing the ticket office andanother small unit tacked on to allow for another. I settled into the contours of my leather chair and took long slow swallows of the golden brew. Brandy is a distilled version of Chicken Soup for the Soul, and it was soon working its magic as a peaceful amber glow tinted the atmosphere of the room. Alcohol pushed my unspoken thoughts past my lips before I had a chance to silence them.“What the fuck just happened?”“What do you think happened?” Sheila asked she tilted her chair back and crossed her feet on the table.I opened my mouth to answer,. Mister Bill's NOT there. He and Mom are gallivanting at some far-ranging job over in Georgia, and the guy who's leading this job is somebody that Mister Bill recommended.He sees Susan's SUV pull into the parking next to the construction site. Susan's a little careful about her new SUV. I like it. Big enough for four of us to go out on a job. Room to carry stuff. Susan says 'baby-friendly'.He's a big guy, fifty-ish. Probably fifty pounds overweight. Arms like a weightlifter, though. Round, red. “Good. I kind of like this. You have a nice ass. I love it. You mind if I do this?” It looked like she was working her middle finger into Connie’s pucker. “Your asshole feels divine, Connie.”“Uhnngggg, Holy crap, Jenny, that feels nice. You’re so gentle. So soft. So loving. OH MY, JENNY, is that your PINKIE on MY CLIT?” Poor Connie was squirming and moaning under the soft manipulations of her ass and clitoris by Jenny’s fingers. “ANNGGGGGGHHHHBBBBNNNNN. Shit! Thank you, Miss Jenny. That was.