Wow! Some chicks really have what it takes… he thought as he went inside for Kaiser's papers and a bill of sale. He found himself wondering about Mrs. Burnside's daughter. Hadn't she said she lived alone with her daughter? Hell, she must be about thirty-five or forty, he mused, even though she's built like eighteen! So her daughter could be anywhere from ten to twenty, roughly… His brown eyes sparkled when he handed her the paper to sign. Stella Burnside would be coming to see him once a week to make the payments, and sometime, she might even bring this daughter she talked about. Hell, any girl with Stella Burnside for a mother would have to be built!
Matt grinned inwardly as he handed Stella Kaiser's leash, and helped her carry the food to the car. He'd be looking forward to next Friday all right – that was for sure!
It was nearly three in the afternoon when the voluptuous divorcee led the eagerly exploring puppy up to the second floor of the apartment building that was to be his new home. At least the owners of the building permitted pets… They had to, because Stella had heard it rumored that they had four dogs of their own, even though they lived out in the suburbs and not in one of the apartments they operated. Now that the Burnsides had a dog, four out of the five families on the second floor had pets of some kind, and so far, the animals had caused no problems.
Jackie wasn't home from school yet, so Stella fixed herself a Scotch over and sat down to watch an afternoon game show. She took Kaiser off his leash, and let him wander around the one-bedroom apartment and small sun-deck that overlooked the swimming pool. Before she'd gone out this morning, Stella had bunched up some old blankets in one corner of the deck, intending to make a sort of bed for the dog, but Kaiser merely sniffed at the blankets and came inside to curl up on one end of the day-bed, which served as Jackie's bed at night.