Well, almost.I looked over at Jack, he offered me a plastic cup."You guys have some Mojo punch." He said, "Ann made this up for the party and it's way...too good to sit here." Thanks," I said, as he poured. I drank about half of it right off. It was tangy, slightly carbonated and not too sweet. I could tell it had orange juice in it, maybe 7 Up too. "This is great. You're going to have to give me your recipe." I said as I fished a slice of orange from my glass, with my fingers."Go easy on it.". But sometimes that was just talk before they hit you with sticker shock.I knew that to rent a place for a gym on the Island would be expensive. I had heard the going rate was fifteen a square foot. Rent on a building that size would be $170,000 a month. Even just ten percent of that would be tough for start up. Maybe that was the standard that everyone had in their mind and that stopped anyone from looking. Not only that, there was terrible over-build in retail space on the Island. More than. When I awoke my mother was in front of me and told me I had been out for a month. Many of my relatives were there and there was a kind of morgue silence in there. I just thought "Cheer up everyone" and I didn't know then why but a celebration mood set in. I was taken home and rejoined my office. When I joined back I found out that there were some new additions, mostly girls and I had to share my space with one of them. At first I thought it would be hell, but soon my view was changed. The girl. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!Sweetheart: What's the matter now?Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.Sweetheart: Mmmm, yes. Come on.Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know...thing...in your... you know...woman's thing.Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a.