Talk about not being able to take a joke. I rolled my eyes, and flopped out on the couch. Turning off the movie, I turned the channel to Jerry Springe.... After awhile, I thought I heard something. I couldn\\\'t make out what it was. Pausing the television, I listened. It was coming from upstairs. I followed the voice, and it lead me to my sister\\\'s room. Opening the door I found her, sitting on her bed... crying! I never thought that I would see the day she would cry. You have to know she was. When the reply came in and she was glad not to have reached a little old man from Hoboken, New Jersey, but instead it went to a man in Belgium! Fred had sent along a photo of himself to hopefully entice her to write with him. The photo was g-rated, but was a very good photo of him and the photographer had captured his essence well on film. There was intensity in the gaze. His brown eyes were so dark they were almost black. The gaze made her feel as if even through this photo he could look into. "Why? I will guarantee that this female will possess all of the traits you will desire. In fact I can guarantee that she will be feminine perfection." That's not the point. Believe it or not, I have bonded with all of the women I have mated with. I see them as my life partners and I honestly love and care for each woman deeply. I cannot guarantee that I would feel that way about your observer; no matter how physically attractive I find her."There was an awkward silence before Gabriel spoke. ”Lena leant forward and kissed Paul. Lena said, “Is it possible for me to take a share like the others have with the twenty thousand euros? I would love to do this as I have always had an interest in Antiques which I would like to develop.”Paul replied, “No problem, you should fly back with us on Monday afternoon. Then you'll be able to see the complete setup. If I say so myself, it's impressive. Jill has been doing all the financial and accounting activities for it. Maybe you can have a look.