Jefferson's visit kicked of a budding friendship. Now that she had her very own 'haint' to talk to, she couldn't get enough. At least a couple of time... a week, I'd arrive home from the lab to find her in my kitchen sipping tea and gossiping with Annie about everything that had happened in the neighborhood and the rest of the world since she died. The old lady's worldview was interesting to say the least. About President Obama, she said, "Oh, he a smaht man, a real smaht man. He jess ain' black. Her last taste of chocolate and liquor for a while, she knew. The room and everything was on CBS’s tab, so Elisabeth figured what the hell. Looking at the bottle she grabbed, she realized that it was a cool little Absolut bottle. Taking a long pull from it, she settled onto the bed and flipped on the television to see what Australian TV had to offer. As Elisabeth finished the vodka and went for three more of the little bottles, her channel flicking stopped for a moment on the hotel’s porn. This one had a new taste, Argie thought. Not unpleasant at least. She stopped for a moment to take a closer look at the strange cock. It already loomed larger. It seemed to curve upward and to the right. It glistened with Argie's saliva. Her revelry was interrupted by the man's grip on her hair and the forcing of his cock back into her mouth. Argie almost choked in surprise. But as before, number four felt his cock jerk in acute excitement, just as the word 'Time' was called once more.Next was. I really like this and with the owners and your permission I would like to integrate this knowledge with my own to improve my systems."Ohai was again staring open mouthed, as Jess jumped up and down squealing "Yes! Yes! Yes!"When she calmed down and they had sent Marz away again Jess explained to Ohai that the Data Stream was in fact her PhD thesis, and Ohai was living proof that this was not a theoretical proposition."Your thesis, Jess? But you are not due to start for two months, and you.