I always do things backwards but this was… a pleasurable thing. I took a taxi to his office because I’m just not that familiar with the city. It w...s an impressive building, lot of stories to it. I went inside and told the front desk guy that I was here to meet a Mr. Bellacroix. All he did was stare at my chest and point to the elevators. I was wearing a short-sleeved red t-shirt that said ‘dirty bitch’ and it was slit from the throat all the way down to ‘bitch.’ I rode up with another woman in. .all these things were going on a dark road where there is less tresspassing. So i took her in my bike started to search any place suitable for fucking her. There s a place in my town where govt servants reside…i mean a govt staff quarters.its a big area with many quarters with some damaged and none will live there i found such a one and took her inside…both were salty wit sweat due to fear. Then v relaxed after a moment and just locked dat old door…i just kissed her mouth. She didnt cope wit. She answers. Says the stoner. I shoot back, and she punches again. Will you quit it? Asshole. You hate me? Shut up, both of you. Making my knee hurt. I look at her, and she grins. She grabs my elbow, and kisses my cheek. Little weird there, Lisa? Oh, uh, yeah. You know, Im his fro. Female bro. Gotcha. Can we go back? Im in pain. Sure yeah. Jump on my back. I said. Right. Hes pissy when hes in pain, I guess. Were walking back, and she asks Matt, You partying enough? I do when I can. Basketball. "If we can't find a local appraiser, I'm sure that someone on the Boston Council knows someone who could do the job," Uncle Sean told us."Let us check with some of our colleges at the University first. They may know someone locally who is an expert on Middle Eastern jewelry and coins," my Dad said."All right. Go ahead and do that," Grandmother Katie told him. "We can always contact the Boston Council if needed." Pat and I left for home while our Parents and Grandparents discussed who to get to.