They already have all the investment capital they need." Okay, have the attorney look at the prospectus and if he gives the thumbs up, go with it with...one stipulation. I get at least the fifth choice on lots after the other principals. I don't want any under the table promises to any others prior to my choice. Let me know when it's done," I concluded. We said goodbye and hung up.Well, that didn't hurt. I just committed $15 million in a ten-minute conversation. I figured that just the contacts. ”There was a sigh then the figure spoke again, “You don’t know who I am, do you? I made a mistake thinking that you would go down that easy. Alright, I am open to negotiation, what do you want in order I regain my scythe?”Beatrix could only stare at him: negotiate? What in the hell was he on about? “You’re right about one thing, I am UNSURE as to whom you are. The weapon though I am very sure about, at present, I think it unwise to return it.”Again the hooded figure gave a sigh, “You don’t. We sat down to a nice breakfast. Suzie-Q asked if she could ask God’s blessing. At a nod from my father, she began thanking God for her parents. She then thanked God for me and for Karen, her new big sister. She thanked God for Mister and Missus Mason, our new friends and future relatives. She thanked God for Matt. I peeked. They were holding hands and even leaning toward each other as she prayed. She continued to the food and the weather. We all said, “Amen.” Karen said, “Lord, not least of. Inside me he's pulsating and twitching as he comes. he grunts, moans and curses. i can't breath. finally he pulls back a little. i gasp for air, reliefed that it's finally over. but as i try to pull away even further his grip tightens again. "what are you doing pussycat? we're just getting started" he's still out of breath, his voice returned to the calm menacing tone it had before. "you just keep sucking gently until i'm hard again! it's your fault, after all, that i came so soon..." he smiled.