I also need the dorm fees, money for food and books. Your parents can't help? I questioned. No, mama's real estate company is about to go bankrupt. My dad is dead and my stepdad will not help.
I have to do this myself or quit school. I asked the name of the real estate company after I told her I would give her enough to sell so that she would not have to worry about her tuition money. She thanked me by offering me her tight 19year-old. I accepted. The next morning, I walked into her mother's real estate office.
It looked like it was on the brink of shutting down. One lady sat at the receptionist's desk. I asked to speak to Maryanne. A pretty blonde woman about my age came out of an office and welcomed me. I could tell where her daughter got her looks.
Mama looked like she could pass for her daughter's big sister. The only difference was Mama's. They are way bigger and obviously store-bought. I said I was interested in income producing property. She took out a book and showed me pictures of this strip mall that was for sale.
The owner had died and his heirs wanted to sell. Then she showed me pictures of three houses that the same man had owned. She said they were for sale also and were great rental properties. She was leaning over my shoulder, pointing out the amenities of the houses with a manicured nail. What would they all cost me?
Cash money. All three houses and the strip mall? She asked. I grinned and nodded as that big again brushed by my ear as she stood up. She hurried back behind her desk, put on a pair of reading glasses, then started pounding on a calculator.
She looked up over her glasses. Somewhere just under 11 million. All commissions included. Let's offer them 10 million all cash at the time of closing. Cash like a cashier's check?
She asked. Cash like Benjamin's. She got up and went to her door and told her secretary to take the rest of the day off. She locked the front door of the building and then came back into her office. There was a couch and chair with a coffee table off to one side.
She sat on the couch and motioned for me to sit in the chair as she kicked off her high heels and put her legs up on the couch. I could see the tops of her thigh high stockings. We have to be very careful. No banks or mortgage companies can be involved in transactions like you are suggesting. I'll look for properties that are privately owned with no mortgages.