I think he needs one and in my opinion, I think he is very sexy."John replied, "So you think he is sexy huh? Well, if anyone can get him interested in... another woman, it is you. By the way, his niece is a knockout and I would not mind trying a piece of her ass myself."Amanda smirked and said, "You ole dog, and I thought I was the only one you thought was a knockout. You know, I cannot resist an opportunity to pick on you. Tell you what I'll make a bet with you that I can get Thomas, sexually. "Funeral plans?" Oh, it's a long story. Because I'm on the committee of the Caledonian Society, I end up going to most of the funerals when the older members pop their clogs. They're pretty much the same, the lone piper walking in front of the coffin, an interminable sermon from the Presbyterian Minister promising hellfire and damnation, and then too much cheap blended grain whisky afterwards." You don't have to accept it!" Yes, dear, I do have to drink it, it would cause great offence to. “I got a call last night from Cinnamon. She invited me to the girls’ night holiday party at the condo Saturday night. Apparently they are closed to men for that night.”“Do you really think it’s a good idea to go?” I asked. “You know they are recruiting.”“That’s their problem,” she answered confidently. “I just want to see inside again. Besides, I have a feeling there is a clue there that a man’s eyes might not notice, being so filled with female beauty.” I let that pass in silence. If she. "As ready as I will ever be."They both picked up their one suitcase and walked into the lobby. Lewbert was asleep behind his desk, leaned back in his chair with his feet up on his desk. Sam resisted the urge to mess with him as she and Freddie walked down the hall to the elevators.Getting out of the elevator and walking around the corner to apartment 8D, they both had worrisome but determined look on their faces.Freddie knocked on the door. "It's me, Mom."Sam snickered as they could hear Mrs..