" Thanks, Chuck, It's very kind of you to help me. So many have helped me since Monday that I feel very lucky. I'm going to owe a lot of people when t...his is over. Poor Sarah took my case and then it blew up in her face. For a lady that likes her money, she sure is blowing a lot to help me."Chuck smiled, "She's doing all right. I'd bet she'll get even more divorce cases that will pay big money after all the publicity she'll get for helping you. I think that even though your luck is off a little,. We didn't even try to count the stuff. Ed ran a few numbers up in his head and then winced. 'A lot!" Was his final calculation more or less, and I didn't disagree. If I'd been in the captain's shoes, I'd have quit a few years back. It doesn't pay to trust to ones luck for too long. Luck can be a very fickle goddess indeed!I grabbed a double handful of gold sovereigns, just on principle for the souvenir and petty cash value and smiled at Ed evilly as I stuffed them into my pockets."Look Mate .... Abe mumbled and finally rolled over and resumed snoring. Nola was a little better. SHE didn't snore. Rick had gone out went over, with Royce, to Pete's, to help him with the milking. Chores were completed quickly, and they returned to find the house full of delicious aromas.Cathy had, instead of the usual fare, made cinnamon, AND blueberry pancakes, hash brown potatoes, and SOS. Hot biscuits, rounded out the fare. All made the house smell like an old-fashioned country diner. The coffee added. " She kissed him again and fondled his penis through his pants. When she released him, Jim staggered a bit and proceeded on down the steps. The study was easy to find, as were the two portraits. One thing, he thought, this guys does have bizarre tastes in art. The picture in question was of a handsome middle aged man who seemed to be surprised to be in a ripped slinky gown. The frame was heavy, but Jim managed to get it down from the wall. He then took his Swiss Army knife from out of his.