He stepped out of the pickup and stretched. It was just about eleven and he had been driving since after seven this morning. He reached back into the ...cabin and hoisted out the duffel bag then hefted the box on the seat into his arms. He could have made a second trip but all he wanted to was to get up to the apartment and not have to think about going back down. He struggled up the two flights of stairs with the box and his bag. He knocked but got no response. He kept knocking. He was just about. “Mr. Vice President...”He never got the chance. “General. You must call me Phil. I will not be addressed by any other name when we meet. Is that clear, Sir?” My smile took any potential sting out of my words, and the great man smiled to let me know that he took no offense.“As I was saying, Phil ... Stalin is spending money like he can just snap his fingers and make it appear. The pressure your arms deals are putting on their economy is beginning to take its toll. The Politburo has begun talks. Why don't you just give up all of your clients?" If I don't have any clients, how am I going to make any money?" We don't need your money. I know we really haven't talked about finances yet, and haven't filed our first joint tax return, but I make plenty of money for the both of us."Paul was skeptical, and he said so. He knew the place was always pretty crowded, but how much could she actually be making after paying all the bills?"Honey," Angel replied, "this place is a cash cow. My profit on. I decided to spend the night at Alexis place, rather than with him. We said goodbye …both knowing that this was not the end, there will be more of these sessions. When I unlocked the condo door she was already asleep. She had made me a bed on the sofa, probably knew I would show up in the middle of the night. I drifted of to la la land. Sometime during the night, I felt her soft lips kissing mine … Come …you can sleep in my bed. she invited me …her breath warm against my neck. Again I decided.