Laughing I remember Johnathon groaning when I handed it to Lana then growling when his mother gasped. Yeah I knew about her grandfather he was a good ...an, he was the one that had taught me how to make them. Forty years shit! I had reduced it to almost twenty and they were still as powerful. Shaking my head this was one thing I'd take to the grave with me I had made a promise to the old man. As a few had found out I kept my promises though he had left me a loophole, hell what a loophole! I heard. It was the end of the day when the trio drove dejectedly back toEric and Brad's apartment. "It looks like we're stuck like this," Ericfinally observed, stating what all three knew but none wanted tovoice."So what do we do?" Brad asked, sounding a little less thancomposed.Mike shook his head. "And I'm getting hungry." Even as hespoke, he was caressing his enormous tits. All three knew whatkind of hunger Mike was talking about."I know," Eric complained, glancing at his erect nipples. . Let’s stick to business. What did you tell Jim?”“What he already knew. It’s your baby. Jim and I are only along for the ride. God, I hope you deliver on this. There’s going to be two very pissed men on your ass if you don’t.”“Hmm. I’ve never done it that way.”“Please! Let’s not even go there. Just start delivering sales, okay?” I grabbed his pencil out of his hand again and circled June 6th on his desk calendar. “What’s that?”“That’s the day we’ll sell the first Loring Properties Condo,” I. 44-40 from the sound of the shot plowed into the side of the wagon just below my legs. Son ... Of ... A ... Bitch!? Why would somebody be shooting at me? For that matter, why was somebody in or near that patch of nearly impenetrable brush?I yelled out, "WHO THE HELL IS SHOOTING AT ME? DAMMIT, WHO IS DOWN THERE?"There was no answer, but I figured that I had better investigate. I sure as hell didn't want to be shooting somewhere I might wound or kill somebody by accident. Harlow agreed with me.