To Mary he merely shrugged as though that is just what he thought would happen.Mary did not miss the look of pride and love in his eyes though."I thin... she's a lucky girl too," she said. "I had a crush on you since I was fourteen until I met Ray." Tell me about him." He's nothing special to look at, about five foot ten with sandy hair and blue eyes. He's got a kind, gentle face and he's a kind, gentle person. He can be quite firm but prefers to avoid an argument. He's no genius but he's got a. Please give me a bank loan authority to an agreed figure so I can buy land and then build a house.’ ‘I’m Miss Philips. Your name please sir and do you have accounts with us?’ ‘ Jones and yes I do.’ ‘Ginger Jones,’ she said arching an eyebrow. ‘Er sorry, Michael James Jones.’ ‘Ah here we are. I see you operate as The Hot Tub Man.’ ‘That is I… er that is me.’ Miss Philips smiled and said, ‘I believe I is technically correct but me is used very widely and saying that’s me is considered to be very. I'm not happy I killed him. It just happened. Now I'd just like to get on with my life."She didn't argue. "Sure, whatever you say. Errol." She kissed him on the cheek and mused, "I think I like your real name better than Adam. I mean, Adam is okay, but it's not you. On the other hand, with a name like Errol Lars Hansen, you should be a six-foot-four blond Adonis." Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not growing another four inches and I'm not bleaching my hair."She gave his butt a little squeeze. This was a somewhat shy women thinking about turning tricks. Her ass told the truth. She was feeling sexy and she enjoyed the taboo flirtation. She gave me that quick over the shoulder glance and caught me checking out her ass. Again. This time her grin was a little more obvious. It was difficult to work that day with a perpetual erection. I got an email from her that afternoon that simply read, “Were you serious?” Oh my god, she is right across the street and thinking about me paying her.