I hopped in the car and was greeted by a nice deep kiss. I smiled at her and asked "So where are we off to?" I need to run by the drug store and Toys-...-U to get a present for my nephew's birthday on Tuesday," she answered."Sounds like a plan," I agreed.It took us a couple hours to do what she needed to do. It was fun, but in some ways it felt like remembering the good times you had with someone that has just died. When we finished we decided were both starving. We weren't far from where Kim was. Debby got up and was on her way to him . . . for a kiss? A hug? Kevin waved her away, rubbing his eyes and walked to the bathroom. Debby knocked on the door as Kevin attempted a hole in one with his pee stream. “We’re making breakfast . . . do you want anything?”“Yeah, please,” said Kevin, “one of everything.” ‘We’ he thought. There was no way Debby lifted a finger to make breakfast.His bladder relieved he rooted around in Debby’s filthy medicine cabinet for some form of pain relief. Nothing.. Admitted to sleeping with Brenda a couple of times when I was traveling for work. That didn’t really bother me, except for the fact that he said when he brought up the idea of joining us for a threeway, she wasn’t interested.There was a rumor going around that she was screwing Mario, a good looking 22-year-old landscaper, that has turned heads on our block plenty of times while working in the neighborhood on hot days without a shirt. The young man that earned money mowing lawns as a teenager,. Mr. Morrison would also receive an additional 10% of all profits above the average per farm over the last 5 years.For someone who wanted to retire, it looked like a perfect solution.But I felt I could make more money with hard work, efficiencies and intelligent crop rotation between the Morrison farms and my own. Of course, the agreement lapsed when both he and his wife died. At that point, the land reverted to his daughter or whoever he designated in his will. I had never mentioned that I knew.