We drove about twenty minutes out of town when we came across this very old house on a hill. It had a “For Sale” sign in front of it the sign had ...a phone number on it. Since our cell phones still had a strong signal, we called the phone number. We thought we would just get a recording, but a woman answered. She lived near by and said if we waited five minutes, she would show us the house. Soon she arrived and showed the house to us. The house had been up for sale for many, many years because. Describe myself tall slim, some people say very femine, my story is about when I was 17, my parents asked me help old friends of theirs fix there cottage up. I stay with them a few days and get paid well. Now bill was about 72, he was tall like me but fatter. His wife Sue was small lady I think a year younger, grey hair saggy tits but cute ass I noticed that. We worked hard cleaning the mess ( and believe me it was a mess ) it was very warm and we all wore shorts and loose tops, and where. ." ... this isn't working." Make it work!" I can't. The man's in some kind of trance; either that or he's a fucking masochist. Either way, electro-shock's not working." You're sure?" Does the man look like he's about to spill his guts about anything?" Don't take that tone with me Paolo." ... sorry ... I'm frustrated is all." Yes, well, join the club. I suppose we'll just have to go the drug route." ... not going to do any good as long as he's unconscious..." These drugs are a little different. ”Scarlett cringed slightly, “It doesn’t sound like the basis for a very long relationship.” She was teasing but the remark was accurate.“It wasn’t. We kind of broke up. I told him that until he got a different mindset about his partner, he was going to have trouble finding one among today’s women. He has most of those messages from watching his parents and he knows it. I don’t see us in any kind of longer-term relationship unless he changes. I left the ball in his court, but it pretty much.