"I'll go and order for us."I watched her as she walked across the garden, my groin twitched as I once again followed that delectable ass with my eyes....'Damn it!' she still made me hungry for her. I knew then that even if it was only once, I would sleep with her one more time. She returned, smiling as she crossed the garden; "About ten minutes," she said, "fresh scones just out of the oven, strawberry jam and cream. I know you can't resist them."I laughed and said, "You remember then."As she. .."I cut him off, "Mr. Bell, we both know I won't live a long time. We keep dancing around the truth, but it doesn't make it less true. You four are the only family I've got and will ever have, so please fix it so you all can have equal access to the trust. If that means fancy legal language, please make it so."We'd been working through my financial portfolio for a couple of hours. My thirty-three million shares of the startup rental truck company seemed to be panning out, and I asked Mr. Bell. They moved their stuff to her table and set down. She introduced herself andthen the dark headed one said his name was Steve and the blonde was Derek.Both of them were 22 years old. The three set and talked and proceeded eattheir pizza and get to know each other better. The whole time Lucy foundherself trying to choose between which one to make her move on. But tryingto do that was damn near impossible, they were both so hot. Finally the foodwas done and after a few games of pool they asked her. The fuel tanks had been delivered Friday and with the help of the security men, were set in place. The fuel company had connected them together with valves, hoses and pipe, checked for leaks and then filled them with fuel.Tomorrow the generator people were to meet with our private utility people to hook up the generators and adjust them. Then they were going to cut the South Africa Utilities wire feeding Polokwane and install switch gear with locks in case things changed and we needed to hook.