Neither Billy nor I wanted to go out beating the bushes for new customers. Billy had done a little of it already and was determined that he didn't wan... to do more. I knew that my dad valued ownership over employment. I figured he'd come around with a little priming of his pump."So Billy, if we throw in a company car, a new Mustang, I don't see how he could possibly refuse the deal. You know my dad, he could get in to see whoever he wants to. Once he's in front of somebody, the deal we're giving. The house owner stayed in the upper floor and we stayed in the ground floor. The house owner family consisted of four ppl, Vanitha aunty, her husband, her son(22 then)/daughter(20 then). Vanitha Aunty was from a village. So she was genetically lean with good tight assets. Her husband was a professor at a college and he would leave home by 8.30 and be back by 6.00 in the eve, son and daughter were studying and they left for college as well. During this time Vanitha Aunty would come down to our. Mid sentence, Jack stopped speaking, eyebrow raised, causing her to smile a little."Jack Kostowe, will we be honest with each other?"Jack dabbed at his lip lightly with the napkin. "Of course, Deb." All my cards are on the table, Jack. You know about my past, and what a mess I've made of my relationships. I ... have hopes, but..." Deb. Please, relax." Jack picked up smoothly, not allowing the silence to grow. "I believe I understand. When we finish what will be an enjoyable meal, one in which. If this was all real, that is. “I’ll consider it, but I’m not doing anything until I know a lot more about all this. For instance, what good are you?”Smoke looked offended and said, “I beg your pardon! There’s no need to be insulting!”“Sorry, I don’t mean to be rude, but I asked a legitimate question. You said you were bound to do your master’s bidding. Well, what kind of bidding? What do you do?”Smoke smiled. “Ah yes, now I see what you’re asking. Your language can be so confusing at times..