Liz turned her half full trolley around and we proceeded to continue our shopping chatting away. We were nearing the checkout and Liz asked me how Em...ly and Debby were.I replied, “As a matter of fact they are both at my place right now. Tell you what, why don’t’ you drop around for a drink once you have got home and packed that lot away.”“Love to,” said Liz.“Great,” I replied. “What’s your mobile number? I’ll text you the address.”After telling me her mobile phone number I texted Liz my. "Get your mind out of the gutter Miss... I'm serious though, I coulduse someone I trust to manage some side projects. This HCC project,when approved will mean a crazy amount of work. I've got Lisa and sheis great, but she's just one person and between planning her wedding tothat cop and running her mom's shop - she's got more on her plate thanshe can manage. You think you might be interested?"I looked into the warm cup of coffee I was holding and much like mynearly couple months with Brad,. Blackwell will see you now. Please come with me.’ She led me into a corner office that was beautifully decorated with dark wood, heavy drapes and tapestries. Mr. Blackwell was seated behind an imposing desk of dark mahogany. I was aware of an acrid odor in the suite and noticed that he was smoking a small, black cigar. I believe it’s called a cheroot. How important could this man be, to ignore a state law against smoking in the workplace? I was expecting him to be at least cordial, but he came. She didn’t seem embarrassed, in fact she looked at me and smiled. I don’t know if this registered with her daughter, as Mandy had adopted a facial expression of intense concentration and her charcoal was already making marks on the paper. I was watching the time and my own work, and whether non-artists believe it or not, I was too busy to think about my beautiful model as an object of sexual desire. I glanced over at Mandy.“It’s time to let your mum relax.”“Can I have another minute, please,.