" Bloody hell Fred, if I'd got the sort of money to pay cash for it, I'd be on a bloody beach in the Bahamas!"I told him about mum and dad's insurance...money and that the house was ours now, lock stock and barrel."We'd have to borrow some money of course, but that wouldn't be any sort of a problem at all." Well I suggest that you make a few inquiries David, 'cos I'm ready when you are mate." and with that, he ambled off to serve a few customers waiting patiently at the bar.We strolled back to. Her sequin-studded silver dress with broad shoulderstraps was modern, the skirt midway down her thigh exposing a magnificentpair of legs. Unlike many models, her bust was a tad more prominent butin proportion to her height. It was obvious she was beautiful and classy.Her makeup was a work of art and her bright orange-red lips on her fullmouth promised great oral action. For a moment, Patty wondered if she wasa potential client or escort."Patty, how are you?" Margie greeted her with a cheek to. She put a coffee down in front of me. I took a sip. ‘Have you changed the washing powder?’ ‘No, why?’ she replied. ‘I just woke up with an itch, that’s all.’ ‘No Lucy bought it last, but she got the same stuff I think. For god sake stop scratching yourself!’ ‘I can’t help it. I’m bloody itchy down there,’ I grumbled. Jackie stopped halfway through lifting her mug to her mouth. We just looked at each other, as Lucy came crashing through the door. She stood with a grin on her face. ‘Guess what,. "What are the codes?" Murph said calmly, taking off the brass knuckles.Jack spat blood onto the floor. "They already changed them cocksucker."Going over to a table he picked up the receiver to a landline phone. "You can come back down here if you want. He's not talking." Murph put down the phone, wiping the blood from his hands with a rag. They have been working on him all afternoon, getting nowhere.Whistling 'Take me Out to the Ballgame' CGB approached the court room, kicking open the door.