Both appeared to be a couple of years younger than her and well-built. Of more immediate concern to Britney, though, was the way they were both lookin... at her- their eyes hovering around her tits and her thighs, and all points in between. They looked hungry. "Britney Spears, meet Cole and Brian, two of my most loyal servants." The man stepped back and sat down in a chair across the room. There was now nothing between the singer and the two leering boys. "These boys made a deal similar to yours,. ... if you want to take a shower...I...I'll just get out...and wait. Wait for you to finish..." he stuttered trying to avoid looking at me."Oh no, Matthew!" I cried grabbing his arm and holding him in the tub. I looked up at him with a pout. "I'll just feel so guilty if you go! There's plenty of room in here for two people. Here, you start washing." I grabbed a washcloth and the soap and pushed them into his hands. He hesitated, looking at me as if he was afraid of what I would do, and then. Of course the Downtown House faced onto Main street. But it was only a few doors away from Railroad St NW On the south side of the railroad there was another street. It was called South Railroad Street, which also had a east and west side.I was in a remarkable position to do a downtown high end apartment renovation. I could do the renovations and then let the place just sit empty, if I didn't find just the right people. I could also do short term rentals for people like Ruth and James. People. There was a Japanese fighter called a Zero and a captured German Messerschmitt, a BF109 in desert camouflage paint, and a Focke-Wulf 190 with a bright red spinner that looked brand new. They saw a gull-winged Stuka and a twin-engined Japanese light bomber called a Betty. There were dozens of American aircraft on display including the odd P-82 Twin Mustang, and an old Bell Aircobra, the odd plane with its engine behind the pilot and a cannon in its nose. There were ladders up beside the cockpit.