“It’s right on schedule. We had a minor setback with UL certification for the six and twelve cup coffee makers, but we eventually got through it. ...he single cup coffee maker had no problems. We’ll be entering production on the single cup maker soon,” Dexter answered.That was just the summary of the situation. Dexter had put together a team of small and medium size firms that were desperately looking for work. Even Ed had been impressed when he met the people involved. There was real dedication. More money than I expected, in fact. There was more money in the three pouches than I could expect anyone to spend in a year in this small mining town. Maybe Grant could, if he was a true spendthrift, I just didn't know. The largest pouch had miniature glass vials individually inserted in a thin leather bandolier so that they would not break. Each of them looked to be sealed with wax securing an assortment of stoppers, some metal, some wood, and some cork. Poisons of some sort would be my only. I reached down and tickled her, and she giggled and pulled it away. We did this a few times and I grinned, then reached down and just rested my hand on her foot.After about 5 minutes I heard a soft sigh, and realized that my hand was no longer just resting on her foot, but massaging it. I stopped but she softly asked if I could continue. I did so, and after 10 minutes or so switched to the other foot. She sighed softly, and said I did that just as good as Tina did. When I asked her who Tina. "I'll get the wine," Oliver said, heading for the kitchen. "Imported from France!" "No, not France, Oliver, dear. I feel like something different tonight." "Okay," he paused at the kitchen door. "What will it be?!" "Shlivovitz." "Shlivovitz, it is!" Oliver smiled, rushing to get it. Lisa smiled a pleased smile to herself. He can never hold his shlivovitz: Fetish him up, and I'll be able to fertilize one of his eggs. Lisa looked down at what was written in front of her. "Is that what I'm.