My next meeting with Kim!After our first meeting my husband talked with Kim over the phone, he told him that he was welcome to visit us anytime.Kim to...d my husband that he had big trouble getting away for that long and he had to drive around 120km each way to get to our place, so he had to say no:I was sorry for that and a bit disappointed, was I not worth 240 km of driving???A year later we moved to another part of the country, and by chance it was only around 20 km from Kim's place, not. He had a bunch of interviews, but no job offers. He’s in Puerto Rico now because his apartment lease was up at the end of May. She said he still has some feelers out and wants to return as soon as he can. He stored most of his stuff in the shed out back.”“Have him call Scott,” she said. “I don’t know if they have any openings, but I’m sure Scott knows enough people to get Jorge into a company in the area.”“I’ll let Stephanie know.”June 12, 1987, Chicago, Illinois“That was inspired!” I said. “It. I told her it wasn’t him I was worried about! The next day she called me to tell me she was safe and she had enjoyed a lovely evening fucking Kenny and two of his homeless friends who smelt even worse than he! She had gone to his flat to be met by Kenny who at least had, apparently, taken a shower. Kenny led Jane to the small lounge to meet ‘his friends’ who were both drinking from bottles on the sofa. “They were tramps” my wife told me. “Two older chaps, both really scruffy who leered at me. Their computer systems were top notch, and they could do virtual classrooms, but nothing compares to live instructors.I had the land, resources and “woman-power” to make it happen. Our only serious issue was that we would have to ship in male counterparts so we could offer the same level of instruction to our female students. This proved to be more difficult since no one person had anywhere near the amount of diverse male companions as I had female ones. The Consensus had to scour various.