.. but that was far-fetched, too, she'd decided. That awful judge had passed down his decision, and no one was going to bother listening to their plig...ht... two nobodies from the Midwest... Jean walked to one of the large TVs, turning it on in an attempt to rid her mind of its plaguing thoughts while she worked, switching the selector dial rapidly when the screen showed nothing but what fleetingly resembled plays, or soap-opera type scenes... until she came to what looked like a very familiar. We can see about flipping houses, but I don't think I'm really interested in that for some reason. I have all the money I can ever spend and I really don't want to work that hard. I think maybe I'll put in a few crops on Gramps old farm and just do the rentals on the side. I can be happy with that. Hell, it was good enough for him. We'll have more income than he did because we still have his stocks and I've invested a lot of the money we got from the bank vault. Then there is the rental income. I tossed the envelope to Lindie who had already started laughing. A split second later I had that lynx wrapped around me yelling "ME!!!" over and over, each word interspersed with a kiss.Twirling around with her legs firmly wrapped around my waist and her arms entwined at my neck I was in heaven again. As I slowed my dance, I asked about the showroom if there were any other takers."DaaaaDDDD!!!" Michelle cried out.After all, there was no one else but it was fun to tease just a bit."OK. You got. He fumbled her chips as her slid them over to her and she stacked them neatly."Hey Charlie, hi Ernie, how are you boys doing tonight?" She asked."Good Mrs. Anderson, thank you for asking." Ernie said."Good and how are you tonight?" Asked Charlie overcoming the initial shock of my mother looking so hot."And who might you be?" She asked turning her attention to Fred."Oh, I'm Fred, Ernie's cousin." He said. "I'm in town for the weekend." Well tonight boys you can call me Kelly, no need to be so.