Most of the people I knew of could not put together $2 in hard cash, much less $16. The ones hit the worst were the widows, but none of those bastards...in office seemed to care. All they wanted was the property, and the easiest way to get it was to buy up the tax liens.I was so pissed off that I marched, well rode, to the county seat and stalked into the courthouse demanding to see the head tax collector. I guess that I was a long way from the first man to show up to demand that they cut out. The conversation on the way was fluent and interesting, for although I had been in the school for five years I had never actually spoke to her. She told me all about how she had a husband and a son who was twenty two. I tried to second guess her age, I gathered mid to late forties from her looks and what she had told me. She had deep auburn hair, that reached down her back and curled towards the ends. A slim figure with well toned legs in tights and large breasts that were exaggerated by her. He had wanted to be the one who pushed that button. After watching the video released by the President, Mike called his therapist and scheduled an appointment for first thing the following morning.Early the next morning, Mike dropped into the chair and said, “I watched the President’s video last night.”Given such a flat statement of fact, Lisa knew that it was actually a cry to discuss the matter. It was up to her to guide him through the subject. Settling in her seat, she asked, “How did it. She flips through it a bit and suddenly realizes that it is probably better than the book Donald has been having her read.She would love to waste her afternoon reading this right now, but her meeting calls her.She hurries downstairs, kicks the bags out of the way; she will get them to the garage when she gets home, and goes to her car.She is antsy throughout the meeting, wanting it to conclude the business at hand and adjourn. But it drags on. And she does see the others there catching.