He was wise beyond his years and knew everything to say. What scared me was that when I looked in his eyes, I knew he meant every word of it. He was r...ght though. He had helped me through out the last month or so to open up and confront many of my demons. I had a sense of confidence that I’d never experienced before and it was thanks to Matt. The feeling of his lips on my stomach made me jump. ‘Relax,’ he said. ‘I won’t do anything that you don’t want to do.’ A smile fell on my face. Since. "A middle aged couple passing in the opposite direction heard that remark and the woman turned back with a smile and the man coughed nervously.Once back in the boarding house Maureen ushered John to their room.He tried once more to beg forgiveness but any hopes he had were shattered by Maureen ordering "Get your trousers and pants down."John knew that an arse tanning was inevitable but as it was mid afternoon he hoped that the other guests were all out and nobody would hear what was. "Uh, Jeff. There's a thing called diminishing returns. As you well know that machinery costs money..." His voice stumbled as he realized that Wainwright was chuckling, almost to himself. "Uh, you can't keep buying large equipment and expect to make a profit. The cost of buying more equipment will far outweigh the loss of part of the crop."Jeff turned to look at Dave more directly. "And what about next year, and the next? And what about Thompson's farm that you're going to buy? Aren't we going. ”“I figured if we decide to go with it, we ought to do it in both of our names individually. You’ll own twenty percent and I’ll own twenty percent,” Guy said.“You’d give me twenty percent of their company,” Maggie asked surprised by the offer.“Sure. The money would be coming out of our joint savings account. It would give you a little mad money of your own,” Guy said.“I like that,” Maggie said.Guy held out a small presentation folder and said, “Here’s a prospectus they made for me. They figure.