”“I am a university student who recently acquired the equipment, sir. I apply my mind to the problems; that is all,” said Reg diffidently.“My ...nephew says you found something on his farm.”“Yes, sir. Sheer serendipity on my part, as I didn’t know much about techniques then, and that was the only field he had available for me to walk over. I now know a lot more. The machine is quite adaptable, I found.”“So, a profitable hobby, then?“In this instance, it was. The machine was unexpectedly gifted to. I saw Jan was laying bacon in a pan.“I don’t think I’ll have time for breakfast, Honey,” I said, my mouth watering.“Oh, I’ll make it an egg and bacon sandwich then. I’ll make one for Red, too.”She was good to her word and we shared a bacon greased kiss as I took the fragrant bag to the truck. Once on the way to Red’s house I thought about my old truck. My dad bought it new and I had inherited it, so it really was an old truck. Dad took care of it, though, and I’ve kept it up.It’s a real. "He waited for his boss to respond, but there was no answer. "Boss!" hehissed into the radio. Twenty-eight floors below him, Tommy's 68-year-old manager, a man dogged by insomnia on any other night, dozedpeacefully in a chair that he hadn't expected to be so comfortable whilehis own radio made noise.Tommy grimaced and stuck the radio back in his belt -- it took him acouple tries, since his hands were shaking. He went into a crouch andsnuck up the stairs toward the source of the voice.***On a. ’ You do good work as well as good works. Love you – honey.’ She kissed me enthusiastically. I felt loved, very loved. The CD I was playing ended. I got up to insert another and noticed that it was a few minutes after noon. I asked Ann if she wanted lunch. We were starting to head for the kitchen when Joyce appeared, wearing a very sexy French maid costume. The body of the costume seemed to be a black bustier with a frilly white piece covering her breasts. The skirt was very short and was.