He's got a perfect, very sexy Alfa Romeo two-seater convertible, only three months old, for 30.000 dollars. (Here, my dear reader, I have to mention t...hat in Denmark cars are so heavily taxed, that we pay for three when we get one!) I'm sure you can persuade him to sell it to you at half price, cash. Send him a few images of rainy, Danish summers, and words like 'get rid of', 'too special', 'half price' - and you'll see him melt." Are you sure Mary will like such a car?" Am I sure? Let me tell. Danny was an accountant and hated this time of year. He would be in despatch and was the only packer who would not forsake his suit and tie, much to everyone's amusement.I didn't mind the Christmas rush. It kept me busy at a time when my calling was an interruption to my customers. My sister usually invited me for Christmas, which was not much fun as she would bring our conversation round to what went wrong in my marriage. A subject that I tried to avoid as assiduously as she would try to talk. Roger slept soundly, he knew that with his new neighbours he could act out all of his new found fantasies and probably find a few more to add to the list, Ella was far more advanced sexually than her years and Ollie was producing far too much testosterone which at his age wasn’t a bad thing, good luck to him. Sam, the mother, was the dark horse as she was now a frustrated single mother who was neglected for years and now someone has come along and blown away the cobwebs. The father had run off. She was about 5-foot, 4-inches tall, wearing a sloppy gray sweatshirt and baggy red shorts. Her brown hair was a little bit on the frizzy side, and her face was freckled. No makeup or lipstick, not much fashion sense but a hint of potential. I thought that perhaps this was one of those girls who might, as my Uncle Mike would say, "cleaned up good." OK, great," I said. "My name is Jack. I'm gonna be on the freshman team this season, I think." I walked over to her and held out a hand. She just.