But they needed something. Something to pass the time and the land they had was a very relaxing part of their country.Katie rolled over in bed to reac... out for her phone. As she twisted the screen toward her she could barely make it out. She knew in her mind it must say 5am. The time the cows needed milking ever morning. Without fail, every day, same time.But today was a special day, her 18th birthday. Surely she could stay in bed and sleep in.... although who else would complete the chores of. She wouldn't leave you with two cents!"Turning to Bobbie, Kramer asked gracelessly, "What do I have to do to get you to call off your dogs?" Dogs, Ms. Kramer? You certainly do have a way with words! Referring to honorable members of the California Bar as dogs?" Bobbie shook her head sadly and said, "You really do have a talent for digging holes for yourself, don't you?"By now Kramer was a sniveling wreck and Bobbie decided that enough time had already been wasted. Briskly, she said, "Kramer,. "Now you just stand here like thatand get used to it," Jennifer advised, "while I get into my ownparty outfit." Moments later, she reappeared. Involuntarily Igasped--she was beautiful. Her dress was a classic eveninggown--halter-collared, barebacked, clinging in all the rightplaces, with a slit up the side to reveal her gorgeous legs--butmade entirely of red k** leather. Her stockings were also red,and her shoes were of matching leather in a six- inch heeledpump. Jennifer clipped a gold chain. Then I did my routine bank account and email screens. The Realtor advised me that all the houses were sold and everything else turned over to Carlos. Luis was given the deed to his house as per my instructions. The email from the bookkeeper told me that they were making his collections on the rent houses and making the deposits. All appeared to be right with the world in Farmer's Grove. I went to bed feeling pretty good about myself."So you have enough money to do anything you want and you have.