I didn't really do much of the typical tourist sightseeing that people expect you to do. Instead, I went around looking for things that could be easil... bought and sold.When I first got to the islands, one of the first things I noticed was that, by and large, the residents weren't very active when it came to buying and selling things outside of stores. I found a lot of things that I could have bought and made a good profit selling. If I lived on any of those islands that I visited, I could. A new gym had opened up not far from Kirsty’s house and it had a pool. She had always liked to swim so it seemed like the perfect place and a good opportunity to add something new to her workouts so she had joined. That had been two weeks ago. It was Friday afternoon and Kirsty had just arrived at the gym. She had received a phone call from Stacy while she was on her lunch break who was eager to tell her about her latest meeting with Rich. Apparently they had driven out to the country where he. "Mornin', Mommy. You have fun last night?' she asked with a giggle. She had heard her Mom cry out several times, in spite of her being occupied with her own thoughts. "Yeah, Sweetie. I had a VERY good night. That Bruce is a wonder in the sack. He made me whimper, yodel, and bay at the moon. ALL AT THE SAME TIME!!!" Both women had a good laugh at Doris's description of the last night. "Okay then, Mom. You make the coffee, and I'll make the biscuits. It's less taxin' on ya." Doris kissed her. I will tell him though I would prefer you talk with him instead.” She paused again. I could hear a loud voice.I put my hand out for the phone. Terry had a troubled look but handed it to me. I heard, “ ... a damn what he wants, he has to work through this department.”He was planning to say more I think but had to stop to take a breath. “Who the fuck are you, asshole?”“Uh, I’m Damon Winsler, manager of the investments department.”“Fine. Who’s your boss?”“Uh. Who are you, sir?”“I am the customer.