“Sweetheart, please stop,” I begged as she dragged me down the stairs. “Let’s talk about this, let me explain.”“Oh you can explain all rig...t!” She said looking over her shoulder at me with an evil glint in her eye as we reached the bottom of the stairs and headed toward the living room. “Let’s just see how well you can explain. Alex, look what I found”It hit me like an out of control bus, even before I saw the man standing in the living room. Sam hadn’t come back to the house alone. But who. De Boise.’ ‘Now Mrs. Wellen, if you please. Evealen Wellen.’ Joan motioned for the woman, who now had her sir name to seat herself, and asked if there was anything she wished. ‘A glass of water would be very nice, thank you.’ Joan now almost in shock, obtained a cup of cool fresh well water and placed in front of her guest. The young woman lifted the cup in a demure manner, gently placed it to her beautiful larger than normal lips, and sipped the liquid as if it were the finest French wine. . He had covered most of the parts and gotten it back into excellent running condition, but restoring the chrome and getting it painted was the killer. Without even having to ask him, Benny sent him $5,000 to help cover the cost of parts and the paint job. It was more than enough for Tim to finish restoring the car. All totaled, Tim had put $9,000 into the car and sold it for $16,000.Tim used the check to purchase a second car that he knew would have much better resale value after being fixed. He. .. it was safer." ... want breakfast?'" ... later, maybe. Let her sleep."I felt covered and warm, although I was a little sweaty. I had my arm across Evan's chest, and my head was tucked into his shoulder. He was facing me and our legs were intertwined. I had a general feeling of euphoria with a dull ache in my nether regions, and my arms and legs felt like spaghetti.I pinched one of his nipples and mumbled, "G'mornin'."He jerked in surprise and then laughed. "Good morning yourself, sleeping.