" Would it be only the smile that was big?" Angela smirked."Enough!" I cried. "Or I won't be able to sleep well tonight."It was very pleasant strollin... around the garden later that evening. I was content as I knew that my bête noir had already left for the day, her shift ending at seven p.m. I pondered Angela's words about Millie. If she had just gone through a divorce it would explain her attitude, but could not explain why she was irritable with just me according to Angela. It would only be. I was wondering when the next time things would happen, I sat at the table in the garden drinking my coffee and eating my breakfast crumpet, brushing my open palm across where I laid yesterday evening.The doorbell rang which was unusual for so early in the morning, wondering who on earth it could be. I lifted my mug of coffee and plate, placing them on the kitchen table as I went to answer the door. To my surprise it was Dave, he stood there smiling at me, my hair very unruly and my attire. “You’re a good sport,” his defender told him after she hooked his arm as they passed. “Thanks for not getting pissed.”“I figured you’d ask me for a tip after the hour-long lap dance,” Phil joked. “Good luck next round.”The four that had run almost non-stop for an hour collapsed on the grass and the three cheerleaders joined them.“Give me your shirt,” Hailey insisted. “I don’t mind flashing my knockers for a good cause but I’m not going to let these guys ogle me for nothing.”“It’s sweaty,” Phil. “So, just so that we’re clear on your plan ... you’re selling it to the tenants themselves, at a very nominal price, in the form of some kind of tenants’ organization, so that they can communally own the complex. Is that right? Wow, now, that’s a philanthropist!” Lindsay laughed as she kissed me, having just been fucked hard from behind by her husband, Robert, in her car in the parking lot.“Thank you, and yes, that’s the idea. I’m done with being a landlord, but I don’t want to risk sticking my.