Chapter 1

Caleb sat waiting in the office of his attorney. His state of mind was torn between excitement and disbelief. Was it really possible for a man of only 22 years to be closing on a 14,000 square foot office building? It seemed almost surreal to Caleb, although he had almost single handidly done all the work necessary to arrive at this milestone in his young life. Born into a family of the "working poor" Caleb certainly had none of the advantages normally associated with early professional or financial success.

As he waited for the final paperwork to be prepared he began to think of individuals or reasons that might help to account for his current station in life. Only his high school Economics teacher Mr. Anders came to mind. Caleb smiled inwardly when he remembered his mentor whom he privately called Pop.

What an odd couple they must have made. A tall skinny white kid with no money, little guidance and almost no hope of being anything but just another factory worker in his little north Georgia town. That contrasted with a small, portly teacher from Holland who was of African decent.

What had Pop seen in him that caused the elderly scholar to befriend and tutor the boy? Why had Pop spent his own money to take Caleb to Atlanta and Charleston, South Carolina so that he might have access to museums and libraries unequaled in sleepy little Lavonia, Georgia. Kids at school were whispering that perhaps Mr. Anders was "teaching" Caleb a few things all right, perhaps at the end of his black cock they would giggle. Caleb never did anything to refute such charges and never dating any of his young classmates only added to the rumors.

"Mr. Morris, Mr. Rubenstein will see you now." Caleb snapped out of his musings and looked at the incredibly hot paralegal that was now speaking to him. "Thank you Keasha" was his smooth reply as he lifted himself from the loft leather sofa. As he entered the richly paneled office of his lawyer an elegant white haired man drew himself up from behind an ancient desk. With a beaming smiling came "How are you Caleb my boy?" "Fantastic Ruby, I hope you are." "Yes just fine thanks, sit down and lets do business."

" Caleb as we look through these documents and you will see that everything is relatively standard with the exception of the notations concerning the Federal Grant money and the South Carolina State tax credits; and by the way let me congratulate you on having the tremendous vision to redevelop such a forgotten old building. With the leases that are already in place you should realize roughly $70,000 dollar per year and that should swell to $90,000 before the end of this year. When the new appraisals come in you will see a little more than a 1 million dollars in equity added to you companies balance sheet." Instantly, Caleb added these new totals in his mind and realized that when added to his residential investment properties he would earn in excess of $115,000 per year and now had a net worth of almost 2 million dollars.

After the papers where signed and Caleb was ready to leave, Rubenstein stretched out his hand. As they shook he spoke in measured tones and said " Don't forget what our mutual friend John Anders always advised us both... Enjoy your success to its fullest measure."

Caleb smiled to himself as he sat down into the supple seat of his new BMW 745. Would anyone in Lavonia believe he could afford to drive a $90,000 car? Certainly not his mother or family. Then he decided it was time to temper this indulgence with some work. Caleb had been successful in part because of his natural intellectual talents but, also because he KNEW his business and remained hands on. Now it was time to collect some past due rent.

The Hanson's, Paul and Kathy were becoming a problem. They were behind 1 full month and within a week of making it 2. As Caleb pulled into 14 Deep Ford Way he wondered what the excuse would be this time. Kathy welcomed Mr. Morris, as she knew him, into her well-maintained ranch style house. Caleb could see that the woman was upset. He studied the 35-year-old mother of 3. She was maybe 5'6 and 150 lbs. Not a bad looking red haired wife with C cup titties Caleb guessed.