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Post by Bails on Oct 19, 2010 15:27:47 GMT -5
The woman was short with blond hair. Her little frame was cased in a red suit, "Mr Douglas? Hi, I'm Suzanne Apple."
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Post by *Gem* on Oct 19, 2010 15:40:46 GMT -5
"Come in, Come in." he smiled. "Nice to me you."
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Post by Bails on Oct 19, 2010 15:41:56 GMT -5
She smiled, "Excellant to meet you also. Mr Christos said I'm supposed to find you only the best."
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Post by *Gem* on Oct 19, 2010 15:57:12 GMT -5
"Tex, please." He told her, and smiled back. "Come and sit down, Maggies just finishing up- Can i get you a drink?"
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Post by Bails on Oct 19, 2010 15:59:18 GMT -5
"Coffee?" She asked, taking liberties and moving to the kitchen table, spreading out folders of different properties.
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Post by *Gem* on Oct 19, 2010 16:06:58 GMT -5
He did just that, making it in a classy glass mug.
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Post by Bails on Oct 19, 2010 16:37:03 GMT -5
She had a half dozen file folders stretched across the table. "Each of these is a potential home for you and the kids."
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Post by *Gem* on Oct 21, 2010 15:44:13 GMT -5
He chuckled; "well for noe its just the two of us. But your point is well made. However I don't think mags and I will ever want a great big place, we like the compact lifestyle of the city"
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