I could go on and on about the cook top being on an island in the middle of the now larger kitchen, or about the genuine used looking butcher block, o... the startlingly expensive looking cozy seeming kitchen table with only two chairs, but I won't. It was a magazine kitchen now, the type you see pictures of in the women's magazine advertisements you might find in the doctor's office.I could tell that Janet was impressed, in spite of her determination not to be. Hell, I was impressed. What I'd. "We are the Andersons. I had begun to think there was no one left but us. Who are you? Where are you from? We are so glad to see someone." I am Jim Woods and this is Wendy. We are part of an extended family that lives on a farm not far out of town. What's your story?" I'm Jim Anderson. This is my wife, Becky, and our kids, Jim, Marie, and Patty. We have lived in Chapel Hill but know we must move. Soon, the food will run out. We haven't seen anyone in a long time." What did you do before the. For the next four years I did not let myself distract by anything and went about my business as usual and completed my collage and took up a job in an engineering company in a town nearby. I asked my mother to move with me but she refused to give up her job and move with me. Again as I was the man of the house I convinced her that she can get a job in that town too. She reluctantly agreed, we sold the apartment and I bought a brand new independent house Ground+ 1 from the money we received. "help me out?" I asked, not expecting that."yeah, I'm sure you'll want to go jerk off or whatever after seeing and doing all this, so I'll just jerk you off instead, deal?" uh......" I mumbled out, not really sure what to say. I was going to help her out, but having her offering to jerk me off out of nowhere just kind of threw me off."FINE, I'LL FUCKING BLOW YOU, JUST GET THIS FUCKING THING OUT OF MY FUCKING ASS! FUCKING PLEASE!!!!"And that was all I needed. "You have a deal. Do you have any.