I am supposed to be having a phone meeting with management. Are they in the conference room and ready?”“Yes, ma’am. Let me transfer you.”There...was a short break and then a beep and then the hollow sound of a speaker phone.“Hello?”“Hi Boss.”“Hi Janey. Is everyone there?”“Yes. And they are all crazy wondering what is going on.”“I understand. So, let me get started. I am Renee Swetchik. Many of you know me as Stan’s soon to be ex-wife. My partner Mick O’Dell, Helen’s soon to be ex-husband and I. Jimmy said you and a chic did some awesome jammin with the boys. He said they might release a recording of it. That's a compliment like you wouldn't believe. I'll get these fixed up. If you have any axes that need work, bring em. That's what I do, man."Funny, I had not played any music for years and years and now I'm thinking that I want to play more. I wonder if a decent keyboard would be expensive. A nice set of drums would be good too but where could I put those. I could turn the media room. “Yes, Bitsy ... er, Janice asked me to meet her here,” I explained.“Just a minute,” she said while closing the door. I heard the security chain removed, and the door opened again, but still only an inch. She looked around through the crack before stepping away from the door. “Come in,” she invited me, continuing to step back from the door. I could see the fear in her eyes, so I stayed right by the door.“Is Janice here?” I asked.“Oh, yeah,” she replied as if she had just remembered why I was. They live in the upper floor and I live in the lower so they don’t come down much or bother me. So I could still bring my girlfriend and other chicks home to have some nice sessions.I had a bit of privacy although I was living in a joint family.Due to some work pattern changes, I had to work from morning 5 to about 1 in the afternoon. It was around Autumn and I had to make the changes to my working hours. I noticed that my maid’s daughter was there to do the chores instead of her mother.It was.