The waiting room was a virtual shock of colors. The walls had several framed posters of Modigliani paintings. The sofa group was dressed in a fabric w...th a pattern of several bright colors, not inappropriately bright, but lots of colors. Even the magazines on top of the sofa table added to the color onslaught.There were flowers in pots mounted on the walls and in the windows. There were even more flowers on the receptionist's table and three smaller trees in pots on the floor.Melissa was. The income on their holdings amounted to over five-hundred-thousand a year. Life with Bob was fantastic and yet, very simple.Again, Mandy's mind wandered back.Just after they'd gotten married, they chose a modest home at the edge of 'Knob Hill' the ritzy part of the city. They could have afforded the hugest and most gaudy house there, but it wasn't them. They wanted something nice. Large enough to occasionally build a gathering of friends. Large enough to accommodate them and perhaps a few. Since I grew up in a military family we were always on the move it seemed.I guess in the long run we were luckier than others. Dad was neverstationed overseas, he was injured during WW2 and was now training others.We always were stationed within 400 miles of Chicago, my mother'shometown. Sometimes when dad was gone for long periods of time and faraway we would go back to Chicago and live at grandmothers until the nexttransfer came thru. To give you an idea I lived in 6 locations in 13years. But. On our 1st night which was a Saturday we went out for dinner & returned to the hotel at around 11pm, we had already had a few drinks but decided to have a couple more in the hotel bar,we went down stairs to the basement & was confronted with a hand written note on the door,the note said."BEWARE lads night out all ladies entering must give head to the lads"Me & the wife thought it was funny & continued into the bar, we ordered our drinks & sat at the bar, we could hear these lads (only 4 in.