One such repair was at a small one bedroomed bungalow lived in by a lady in her late 70's. She was partially disabled and her problem was that the pat... leading to her front door was becoming uneven. She invited me inside and made a cup of tea for us and then we sat down in the lounge and discussed what needed doing. She was a lovely person to talk to and it was apparent that she didn't get many visitors because she was reluctant to let me go! She made me promise that next time I was in the area. Even if I had wanted to, I don't think I could have prevented the driver from looking right down my front. I am sure he had a good look, because he was out of his door and around helping me out when we arrived at Bakken at a speed I have rarely seen from a taxi driver. It was actually more fun than arousing, but at least the night of fun had begun.Just walking around got me a lot of attention. We were somewhat overdressed for Bakken, having come from a restaurant, where we were almost. "This is Sylvia Porter. You guys are supposed to be checking on a piece of property for me," I said."Ms Porter let me transfer you to your account manager," the receptionist said."Fine lets get to it," I replied."Mrs Porter, I Gerald I'm your account manager," he said."Fine what have you found out from the bank about that property in foreclosure down in New Wales?" I asked."Well we just started looking into it today. I just received your request for information on the land Friday afternoon." he. But yeah, I think he believes he's got a chance." How about you?" Me?" Ann smiled. "I'm faster than he is. So I figure I got a better chance." Why don't you just stay out of it, Ann?" Jacob asked. "There is no reason for you to die. I'm at a ranch down in Texas. You could come with us — both of you could, you know — we'd get you set up there." Wouldn't matter," Ann replied. "Someday, either Dan's gonna kill you or you're gonna kill him." Doesn't have to be today though," Jacob said.In the end,.
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