A little "persuasion" would be all that was needed to give you the perfect distribution outlet." An excellent scheme, Mr. Sharky. Of course, you would...expect your usual cut from the business." Mr. Wang, you have always been so generous in the past, I naturally assumed that your largess and good graces would continue." Yes, Mr. Sharky. You can count on it. I assume that you would want Mr. Liu and me to put up the $125,000. I doubt that you have that much liquid funds available at this time.". I expected this was so he could continue to ogle me in my school uniform.I walked in, feeling his eyes burning on my arse as I did so. I took my time in going in and through to the back of the store.Once there I deposited my bag, hitched up my skirt a little notch and waited. Mr R had finished closing up the front of the shop and had locked the front door, pulling the metal shutters down on that as well."Are you there?" he asked"Yes Mr R" I replied "I'm in the back, do you want me?" Wait" he. I love to play tennis, play board games, read, and cook. I detest long checkout lines. I grew up about two hours south of here. I have two sons, thirteen and fifteen. Adopted them two years ago. That’s me in a nutshell.”“I know there’s so much more. I can’t wait to peel back the onion,” he grinned.“So, you’re a psychiatrist now?”The French fry dish arrived along with silverware. They dug in. “Oh, my god,” Rochelle remarked. “This is fabulous! Sinful, but fabulous!” He nodded agreement.“That’s. " Thomas smiled indulgently and closed the bedroom door.Mary sighed once, deeply, and then rose to face the day ahead.Holmes paced steadily, puffing deeply on his beloved pipe. His brow was furrowed with the effort of his consternation. Hove looked on expectantly, as he knew the symptoms well. As if to a cue Ned stopped pacing, turned and focussed his steady gaze on Brighton."This is our plan of campaign. I will go to the library and study the texts on the illuminati and the notorious Hellfire.