You take a drive down a sunny country road, the sun is bright, brids singing in the air, seems you inhereted quite a bit of cash from your poor...dear..departed..oh well something or other.. The Drive is pleseant as you shift gears, reving up your engine, fast slow, fast fast slow, feeling the rumble benath your seat as your right hand holds onto that shiny gold key with a red ribbon. At last you see it in the distance, at first, you almost come to a careening halt, as your eyes try to take in what lies before you. Its decked, is huge, it classic.."damn" you think to your self ,this wil be a real babe magnet! Then it hits you..its..YOURS. Take a walk on the side only few dare to tread, this place is made to be the deffiniton of what glamour, , with clasic beauty that will gracefully flow from party, to bash, to romantic home is, or just call this place, your home. Just remeber one thing, uhm...don't go to the basement after dark..seems, your dear departed something or other...might have been, uhm...well...you'll see. LOL

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