“Could we…could we take our tee shirts off? We don’t have to, it’s…it’s just…”Reluctantly, I released my bearhug hold on Crista. Grabb...ng the hem of my shirt, I pulled it up over my head and gave it a fling to who knows where. My little sis sat on the edge of the pool table staring at my shirtless flesh. This girl had seen me without a shirt hundreds of times, but I suppose this was different. The feminine hands which had lain on my chest before now found handholds again. “You’re so beautiful,. I'm not sure ifmy parents even noticed I left. We had virtually stopped talking when Irefused to sanction any of their right-wing conspiracy theories. I wasprobably only days away from being thrown out myself. So, claiming I wasworried that they would disown me was only a ruse to get out of planninga wedding.It was only a month ago that we found each other. She came into thestore where I work, looking for a dress for a party at her college. Ididn't have a clue. She might have looked vaguely. I wiped his muzzle with a towel. He was drooling."You can't be doing that in the house Buster" You didn't let that dog in the house again did you?" said Rufus, from the living room."He's behaving himself," I called back. "He's clean too. He came down to the river with us earlier." I let Buster in almost every day when I was in the kitchen. I made sure he stayed with me. I didn't want him to bother anybody and be told that he couldn't be inside anymore. He seemed to be housebroken, so far, so. If this goes to auction I doubt that he'll get enough to pay all of his debts. I don't know anything about running a paving company but he does. I'm thinking that if we assume the debts and assets and keep him on at a very good salary to manage the company we could make a go of it. On a straight sale the company is worth more than the debt. On a fire sale it will be broken up and sold piecemeal. We'll put someone that we can trust in here to keep an eye on things and the company can continue to.