Now,I was sharing a room with Lynn, the next to the youngest girl in ourfamily. It was a pretty typical place for teenaged girls. Very girly,which I a...sumed was normal for a thirteen year old, somewhere between alittle girl's place (LOTS of stuffed animals and a couple of dolls, thelatter of which looking more like displays than playthings), anda young woman (makeup and perfume on the vanity). My dresser was fullof exactly what I expected, but still sort of wished wouldn't be there- colorful. It turned out Lynne's parents, whether they knew it or not, had done a lot more than plant a bunch of trees. They'd improved the value of the land a great deal. Based on the age of the trees, and the estimated output, that eighty acre orchard was easily worth half a million dollars. I went back to her with my checkbook in hand."I want to buy forty percent," I said as I sat down at the kitchen table."I don't know how much that is," she said, frowning."I do," I said. I wrote the check and handed. "She nodded, dropped her briefcase on the floor and walked to the bathroom.He could almost hear her sigh. He hit play and let Beethoven 3rd Symphony fill the apartment.After 15 minutes, he paused the CD and called out, "Dinner is ready."She walked in wearing a robe. She walked to him, wrapped her arms around him and pressed her head to his shoulder. "What you do for me. I hope I never have to know what its like to not have you around." You don't have to worry about that. Did the bath help?"She. We all got on the bus, and they made sure to sit a few seats in front of me. I caught bits and pieces of their conversation and my limited Spanish told me I was defiantly they topic of conversation.As the bus neared my stop, I stood with an obvious hard on tenting my Chef's pants, and as I stood at the door I noticed they exchanged words, then stood to exit with me, all smiles. We all exited at the same stop, and I started home. Near the apartments where I live was a wooded area near a small.