She said, “I’m sorry, Paul. In my business I see many elderly women with money, being taken advantage of by young men.”“I understand, Petra. I...��ve seen that on a few occasions while my dad was in the Army. It was usually the wife of one of his deceased comrades. All it took was her receiving a large life insurance check and the vultures would be circling her, so they could get their share of her new wealth. At least that is what my dad said.”“I don’t understand why Elsa chose me to be her sole. " No shit, Jesus bro, you're firing some potent pellets." Year and a half and you'll know how potent," I can't wait." Yeah you can, now go put a little overnight kit together, I want a filet and a lobster, some nice wine and some pretty pink pussy," he patted her ample bottom and said, "go."God, she got wet just thinking about it, her big brother chose her to celebrate with, she quickly showered, put on minimal make-up, dressed to the nines and was out as quickly as possible, it took an hour. She'd been identified by the 911 operator, but hadn't been interviewed yet.Half an hour later, Harper once more thanked the powers that be for nosy neighbors. Janet Grimsley, a seventy-two year old woman, had a son, who had worried about her being alone back home in Oklahoma, where there were tornados and thunderstorms and all manner of dangerous natural situations. So he'd brought her to New York City, where there were muggers and rapists and all manner of dangerous human situations. He was an. We sat naked in my living room. “What would you like to drink? I’m having ginger ale. I don’t like caffeine late at night. I think you’ll enjoy the dessert. Carla made it herself.”“Two ginger ales, then. Can’t I help you?”“No…it won’t take me long.” I was back in five minutes with two tall glasses of ginger ale with plenty of ice before returning to the kitchen for some spoons and two small paper containers like what one would use for muffins or cupcakes. “Ever have biscuit tortoni? I.