For example, I never considered the cost; I considered the value. Every buying decision was a "Should I?" question, not a "Can I?" question. That atti...ude took a hit when I considered buying the house. I was a millionaire. I had been since my trusts vested at age twenty-one. A mid six figure check would put a bruise on my balance sheet. Worse, the purchase would be only the first of the costs. Look up an old Tom Hanks movie, The Money Pit. Better yet, Cary Grant's Mr. Blandings Builds his Dream. He wanted to show her the graves before Sandy or any of her friends let it get back to Maureen. He feared, Sandy, having already seen it might trivialize its importance with mocking comment. No way was Sandy going to ruin such a special place, a place where people long ago had given themselves up to that final eternal rest. No ‘one up’ of Maureen on anything; no ‘show ups’ for Sandy, Maureen would see and feel the import of that holy place the same as Cal. That was his hope.Maureen sat in the. As long as that liquid flowed, Jack could be reasonablycertain that his young lover would remain cooperative and accommodating.Jack flexed the muscles of his thighs and back and pushed forward with his hips, but notin a violent thrust. To the contrary. As Jack gazed down at the body of his sweet younglover, with her slender waist, flaring hips and flawless porcelain skin, he applied an easy,but steady pressure. This pressure was transferred down the length of his fully erectpenis, and after. "Of course you are, dear," she said condescendingly, like how any motherwould say the her over-imaginative little girl. "Now come on, get dressed,so we can eat breakfast." Mom, please, listen, I'm not making this up," he said, on the verge oftears. 'Why won't she believe me?' he thought. "I used to be a boy, nowI'm not!!! You gotta do something!" Ryanne Michelle, if this is some kind of trick to get out of kindergartenthis afternoon, I am NOT liking it. Now get dressed, young lady!" Sheturned.