"I don't know, Riggins. Would it be weird working for my boyfriend?" "I don't know, either. I never had my girl working for me before. I don't want it...to be. Maybe it's a bad idea." "No, I think it's a good idea, thanks for thinking of it. What would I do?" "I was thinking you might go to the auctions and buy lockers." "How much would you pay me?" "I could pay you by the hour, but that seems complicated. I was thinking about paying you a percentage of the profits." "What if I lose money?" "I. That’s when Carlotta admitted that she’d have more fun in the years since her first husband’s death than all the years of the marriage. And it was mainly because of the variety of sexual partners and adventures. She’d remained monogamous during those years and she realized just how much she’d missed out on.” “OK, Shakespeare,” Carlotta interrupted her husband, “I think they get the point.” Carlotta grabbed Mike by the hand and led him around the corner of Mike’s motorhome and started towards. "Oh it was fine," she replied. She told me her problems. I found out why she was exhausted. "So did Jean start the fight?" I asked."Yeah. He was also fired so I got promoted," she replied."well that's nothing to feel down about," I informed her.She took my shirt off and said, "I know. I just feel bad that Jean got fired. He didn't keep the fight going. Marsha pulled him away from the fight before any real damage happened."By this time, we were both topless. I was sucking and kissing her. Unsuccessfully due to covid. My parents both alcoholics had a relapse during the quarantine. So, seems obvious that I want out of that house. Now, with what I might receive from my relative I might be able to move out---I meet the lawyer the next day and receive my inheritance. I got a modern villa that is built somewhere in the countryside in another state; Somewhere in Kansas apparently; and a buttload of money.I decide to leave my parents and my friends behind a week later. Who to trust.