Do you have any plans for this afternoon?"she asked."No, and I was thinking the same thing mommy. One thing I wanted toadd - you have spent so much m...ney over the last few days on leotards,tights, panties and pantyhose, shoes, lingerie, rompers and makeup.I'm going to be making good money from Mr. Roberts, I'd like to use myown money to buy more girl clothes, and I insist on that!" OK, that's very grown up of you Taylor. Money is not an issue forus, but it's important for your development as. Graduated both high school and college near the top of my respective classes and shortly thereafter, I married an architect. The world was my oyster and yet there was something missing. Sex. I'm not talking a husband that 'makes love' to you - I mean something with more grit. Something risky. I love sex. I know it's not supposed to be that way with women - society makes us believe we're sluts if we enjoy it - but I love how it feels... being caught up in lust, and I love not only what I can. “Damn man I didn’t know you went. What did you study?” “Just a general studies degree. I never knew what I wanted to be. $3.29 by the way.” I hand him the cash. “Do you know now?”“I think I want to get into accounting. I’ve always been good with numbers and there is a lot of money in that.” He says as he hands me my change. “Hell yeah dude! That’s what my dad does and he makes good money. He’s a CFO now so he moved up. You should get back into it.”“Absolutely! Maybe I’ll stop by the office. Locke certainly was.He nodded at a framed picture, “Russ set the standard here before he moved to New York City. We’re just following in his footsteps.”The photograph showed a gentleman — I assumed to be Russel B. Harrison — in a suit and a shirt with a white banded collar. He had a smaller version of Autry’s gunfighter mustache.Autry said, “Having a Federal Assay Office in Helena is yet another national recognition of this city’s value.”Locke nodded, “And there’s value for Montanans too..