.. I hate driving in the dark ... but I did it.I emailed Smith, Hagerty, Olsen and Lynn and explained what had happened. Bill Hagerty called ... at 12...30 past dark thirty.“What are you going to do?” Bill, my attorney ... my attorney? When did that happen? I guess ... Bill wanted to know what to do about the property.“Who is looking after it now?” I asked. This responsibility thing is ... is ... fuck!”“Charlie had a security company collecting rent and a handy-man agency looking after the. “Good morning Mrs. Matthew,” he greeted her, and as she looked up from her knelt down position he grinned widely, showing a perfect set of teeth. “Gregory, how nice of you to drop by,” she replied, sincerely happy to see him. “You were always such a nice young man. I'm surprised you're not married already. Women must be chasing you every day...” “Well, I haven't much time for dating, ma'am, I have a business to run,” he explained politely. “Besides... I see you everyday working hard in your. .." I trailed off. Natalie began looking at me curiously and I suddenly realized that she was right. I did want to do this. Not all the way, but in my most honest moments I found the idea incredibly arousing. I just had a hard time admitting that to anyone, most of all myself. It was at that moment that I felt myself become happy, as if a storm had just passed overhead."What?" Natalie asked, noticing my change of expression."Nothing," I shrugged. "I... I guess I do want to do this after all. I. 'It took all of my strength to roll him off of me and then roll him on his back. I quickly checked his pulse and his breathing and verified that he was only passed out. I pulled smelling salts from the emergency section of my kit bag and waved them under his nose. That brought him around quickly. "Wha?" It's okay, Mr. B. You passed out after giving me the fucking of my life." Oh, I'm so sorry Celeste. Did I hurt you? You have to believe that I didn't mean to." Relax Mr. B, this was not your.