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The auctioneer droned on, ” who'll give me twenty dollar, twenty dollar, twenty dollar, who'll give me twenty dollar twenty dollar, twenty dollar, come on people, we have a box of antique jewelry that's at least worth ten times what were asking here, we have to move this stuff, so please, someone out there give me twenty dollars!!!” Drew thought about it for another second, and then slowly raised his hand! “Finally, we have a bid of twenty dollars, do I hear twenty five, sold, to the man in the blue plaid shirt for twenty dollars, he stole it from you ladies and gents, our next item up for bid is. ” “What a bunch of hokum,” he said with a laugh, “but it's still an pretty stone,” while putting the leather strap around his neck! Little did he realize how much the little stone would change his life forever!!!

Stepping into an empty elevator to make the ride to twentieth floor where he was a junior executive with a investment banking company, Drew pushed the button for his stop and waited for the doors to close! At the last moment, a young blonde with big breasts slipped through the sliding door and punched her floor! Both of them nodded at each other, in a sort of elevator form of etiquette, and then as usual, stood silently as the car made its accent! Out of the corner of his eye Drew mentally undressed the big boobed beauty and thought to himself, “I wonder what size those baby's are!?!” His mouth almost dropped to the floor when out of the blue she turned to him and said calmly, “They're 34C!” “Excuse me,” Drew replied in a stunned voice!?! “My bra size,” she answered, “it's 34C!” The door to the elevator slid open and Drew stepped into the corridor while looking over his shoulder with his mouth agape!!! “Sweet jesus in heaven,” he said aloud while entering his office complex, “how in the hell did she know what I was thinking!?!” While still trying to figure out what happened, he took his seat behind his desk, he picked up his copy of the Journal and forgot all about it!!!

Later in the morning as he was pouring over some trading charts, a knock on his door frame made him look up to see the mail girl standing in the doorway! “Come on in, Jill,” he said with a nod, “what have you got for me today?!?” “Not much, Mr.