“Yes. I see what you are asking. Apartment renovation isn’t profitable any longer. Fuck.”“HUD,” I said.“What a rip-off. Once you let your ...roperty go into Section 8 housing, you are stuck. People just tear them up and you can’t even evict them,” Jim said.“So don’t own or manage the buildings. Just renovate them. Get a government grant to improve the housing that is already on the market. Let current owners compete for the privilege of upgrading their properties. Regain your white knight image. Her sister was a few years older and very repressed by her religion. She had lost her husband about a year earlier and was nice but not very warm as other that I had met. The sister had a daughter who was about the same age as my lady friend’s girls and a very gay son. The daughter was skinny with barely any tits and a very tiny ass. She was known to be a bit of a slut and wore loose shirts and tight shorts. Luckily there was a separate house on the property and we stayed there. After our. Spotting Bahn, she smiled widely, revealing two rows of perfectly straight white teeth.Bahn walked to her and offered his hand which she took as he said, "I'm Inspector Hamilton Bahn." I'm Kit Cassidy," she gushed. "I've heard so much about you back in Winnipeg. You're a bit of a legend there." Really," he said, noticing the French manicure on the nails of her slender fingers as he let go of her hand and sat in the chair opposite. "I can't imagine why." Of course you were stationed there .... She smiled back at me as she reached up and took off my hat, tossing it on the table. Her hands then went to the front of her blouse and undid the top button. My hands came up to undo the second button. She dropped her hands to my hips and continued to look into my eyes. When I had the blouse unbuttoned, I leaned over and lightly kissed the junction of her neck and shoulder. Her hand came up to my neck and held me there, so I licked up her neck and kissed my way back down and out along her.