She gazed up at me and winked before disappearing behind me. When she came back, she was in a short pleated purple skirt that exposed much of her thig...s. I supposed that that was the skirt she had tried on when recording the message. Just as I was about to speak and move forward, she placed her finger to my lips and whispered, “Hush! Don’t move. I won’t hurt you.” She glanced down at my raging erection and smiled wickedly. She circled around and without warning, a sharp sting flared across my. "All I hear are the birds and the water." What else do you hear?" Nothing." Exactly."Gina looked at James with a question look on her face."I like to come out here and listen to Mother Nature sing her song, and relax. Out here you don't hear the hustle and bustle of every day life back in the city, no one yelling at you, no deadlines to meet. Just nature at it's best. It helps me unwind and clear my mind. Do you ever wonder why I come into the office sometimes and it looks like nothing bothers. . No, lets leave her mother out of it for the time being. Jo's older brother was a bloody poof, if ever I saw one. And somewhere or the other, there was a younger sister, but no one seemed to want to talk about her.It also could be that her father's devotion to religion caused the strange trust that Jo put in the funniest people. Well, she went out with me, didn't she? Jo seemed to think that if anyone said they were or were not going to do something, then their word was set in stone. That was. At one time the sawmills burned better oak boards than they use for lumber these days. This flooring was part of that lot. It never was finished. What you see here is rough cut oak with just enough finish so you could walk on it without picking up splinters. Now it probably has some value to people like you. It's a good building material, but not a high dollar one." What do you think the exterior walls are like?" I asked."Underneath that asbestos shingles on the outside walls, there will be.