The work was 99% complete when my first inquiry came walking in. She was a young woman in her mid twenties or thereabouts. "Hi, my name is Amy Smart."...She said extending her hand."Amy, I'm Maxine. What can I do for you?" I asked."I drive by here everyday on my way to work. I have been watching your progress. The gentleman in the parking lot said you were the owner?" Yes Ma'am, I am the owner. So again, what is it I can do for you?" Could I look at one of the apartments please." she asked. "Deliver those," she demanded. Without another word, she turned and left the small store not bothering to close the door in her wake.Timothy groaned. The woman was making it sound like an or else kind of order. The Gift Shoppe could not afford to lose a one thousand dollar sale and stay financially stable. Receipts were keeping the bills paid, particularly the merchandise loan at the bank, but allowing one of the richest women in town to begin making disparaging remarks about The Gift Shoppe. I acted like I forget he said that to me or if I didn’t hear. We started eating and he kept looking me over and I would smile when I made eye contact with him, after a bite or two. “Damn girl you are one fine woman, so what will it take to get you to work for me when I need a hot one like you; Bert did say you were the best he ever had at giving head!” This was a big spender and the 1500 for the night he got whatever he wanted. “So tell me Mr. Pate, is this my. She was supposed to be in Delhi for a week and I did everything to make my inroads to her heart without being pushy or showing any desperation (although I was ;) ) she was with me for almost 9 hrs everyday for 5 days then it was the day when she was supposed to leave is when I realized that she is attracted towards me and how much I’m gonna miss her after she leaves. Since it was a Friday when she was leaving I decided to offer her a drop in my car at the airport and she just loved that.