A small droplet curled on then fell off her bow shaped lips. Instantly hitting her cleavage and disappearing into no man’s land. His rapt attention,... made for a full moment of sheer quietness. ‘Oh Robert, look at us? We are grown ups. So let me ask a few questions?’ Rachelle said as she popped a grape in her mouth. ‘How old are you? Do you truly like older ladies?’ Rachelle said with anticipation. ‘Well, the birthday issue came up pretty quickly. I was thinking perhaps a little way down the. Here I was, inches away from my fantasy guy not knowing what to do with myself. My mouth got incredibly dry as I struggled to look everywhere but the table he was sitting at. I could hear this voice asking me a question, but I thought it was the blood rushing to my head until I got a touch on my arm asking if I could pass him the ketchup. I did the usual thing of grabbing the bottle and handed it to him with a look of shock on my face. He thanked me and looked at me with a look of confidence. "Just a little distracted, I guess. Nervous." "About the show? Or someone else?" Ryan began to protest, but didn't; Lara knew her too well and she was right. "It's weird," she told her friend. "I'm really glad Brody's here, but it's a little unsettling or something. I don't know. Okay, doesn't matter." Ryan grinned and tossed her hair back. "We've got other things to think about." "Come on, people. No time for drama." Mitch grinned and they all laughed. "Speaking of which, did anyone see. Their business account for Branch & Branch Properties, LLC was definitely fluid. It boasted a positive cash flow over the past quarter with around fifteen grand in cash reserves.They were not wealthy by any standards, but they were certainly more comfortable financially than most of their countrymen. The also did a quick check of Mama’s Bee’s accounts. The retired bank teller was drawing around just north of $1500 a month from social security and had saved only a nominal amount for retirement..