Jack shakes hands and they move to the office to discuss new market trends and which way is best to invest. They discuss at length, new markets and in...ovative products as the Jet flies across the country. Kayla suggests investing in a new but upcoming lingerie company, showing Jack their products in her folder. “Wow, they look really good, but I dunno, I’m not a woman so I dunno if women would buy them. Do you think women will buy these? I mean, would you buy them Kayla?” Jack asks her. “Me?!. And she was wearing her new yellow summer heels. She hoped she looked grown-up."Do you know how to fix a drink?" he asked her."Of course I do. I fix drinks all the time for my mother's dates," she started to say, and then she tried to stop herself. She knew how naive she sounded.He only laughed. "Okay, I'll have a gin and tonic. You do have gin and tonic?" Sure!" She moved across the room haughtily.But one of her heels caught in the thick shag rug and she almost stumbled."Oh!" she cried out. "Police. Stay where you are." A voice cried and the men poured into the property.There was a shout from upstairs as two men appeared in the landing, swore and then barricaded themselves into a bedroom. "Open up," two policemen cried and barged into the door. The suspects put a chair on their side of the wooden door and opened the window."Quick," the elder one cried and they looked into the bushes that lined their tiny front garden. The wiry man jumped into them, squeaking as he landed. And. “Would you be a sweetheart and rub some of this oil onto my back. I’d ask my husband to do it, but he’s away on business, again,” she ended, emphasizing the last word. “Come on through,” she went on, holding the gate open. “What’s your name?” She asked as I walked past her.“Jeremy,” I said.“Well Jeremy, you can call me Mrs. No, let’s not be so formal, just call me Jenny.”By normal standards, the back garden was huge, even the massive a swimming pool, tennis court and trampoline barley used up a.