Adverse Possession

Abby asks, “You were making enough money at age 16-years-old, that you could afford to buy or rent this house?”
I laugh, “No. My old man told me about something called adverse possession. If I moved into an abandoned house, established, in my name, water and sewer service, electric service, gas service, mail service, that sort of thing, paid the taxes and lived here, openly and notoriously, I had started the process of adverse possession.”
Abby asks, “You didn't buy the house or pay rent?”
“No, I just lived here and paid the utilities and taxes. I did talk to the county and got the taxes reduced by a bunch, since the house was now worthless, in a sale.”
Abby shakes her head in denial, “So you just lived in somebody else's house?”
“The old man who lived here, back when, had no family and he snagged a good job, far away from here, or so he told people around here. The house was worthless and his chances of returning were essentially zero. I had begun the legal process of adverse possession.”
Abby again shakes her head in denial, “What you were doing is legal?”
I lecture: “The legal theory of Adverse possession goes back to at least Roman law. The basic idea was that a person who uses land for a certain period of time has certain ownership rights to the land. Back when, adverse possession was mainly used with respect to farm land. A rural farmer would die, his lands laid fallow and the King, Emperor, whatever collected no taxes. A peasant would come along and begin to raise crops on land that he didn’t own and the King, Emperor, whatever again collected taxes.“
Abby intones, “There are only two sure things, death and taxes. They’re working on death.”
I continue my lecture, “In order to gain title to land, under adverse possession, you have to DIthings that are normally done with the land. Back when it was mainly farm land and farming. I live in this house. I established, in my name, water and sewer service, electric service, gas service, mail service, that sort of thing, paid the property taxes and lived here, openly and notoriously. I then wet through certain legal actions and I now own the house, via the process of adverse possession. Hell, I even have a legal deed.”
Abby asks, “So, you just got a house for free?”
I sigh, “It’s not quite that simple. If the legal owner had showed up during the wait period and told me to leave, he could have had me evicted, by the police.”
Abby says, “So, you moved into this house, held your breath for a long time and then got a house for free?”
“Yes. After I moved into the house I then took and passed the GED then bid farewell to the kiddie high school. I continued to work for the military base, especially after they had to cut back and had few suppliers. Even after the local base ceased to buy my refurbished military communications gear, other bases stepped in. I was living in this house, rent free, and making a decent living. I then began to take college classes, by computer, and I also taught myself how to program military computers. I worked the educational system for all of the credits for 'life experience' that I could get. I also raised a few crops on the vacant lot, next door and I also hired people to harvest some timber, from the woods on the other side.”
Abby is shocked, “Jim, you tell me you were stealing other people's property?”
“It wasn't and it isn't stealing other people's property, it's called 'Prescriptive Easement,' in legal terms.”
Abby looks hard at me and asks, “What's this Prescriptive Easement thing?”
“If you, openly and notoriously use someone else's property, for a year, you have established the beginning of Prescriptive Easement, although it's a bit more complicated than that.”

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Adverse Possession

Abby asks, “You were making enough money at age 16-years-old, that you could afford to buy or rent this house?”
I laugh, “No. My old man told me about something called adverse possession. If I moved into an abandoned house, established, in my name, water and sewer service, electric service, gas service, mail service, that sort of thing, paid the taxes and lived here, openly and notoriously, I had started the process of adverse possession.”
Abby asks, “You didn't buy the house or pay rent?”
“No, I just lived here and paid the utilities and taxes. I did talk to the county and got the taxes reduced by a bunch, since the house was now worthless, in a sale.”
Abby shakes her head in denial, “So you just lived in somebody else's house?”
“The old man who lived here, back when, had no family and he snagged a good job, far away from here, or so he told people around here. The house was worthless and his chances of returning were essentially zero. I had begun the legal process of adverse possession.”
Abby again shakes her head in denial, “What you were doing is legal?”
I lecture: “The legal theory of Adverse possession goes back to at least Roman law. The basic idea was that a person who uses land for a certain period of time has certain ownership rights to the land. Back when, adverse possession was mainly used with respect to farm land. A rural farmer would die, his lands laid fallow and the King, Emperor, whatever collected no taxes. A peasant would come along and begin to raise crops on land that he didn’t own and the King, Emperor, whatever again collected taxes.“
Abby intones, “There are only two sure things, death and taxes. They’re working on death.”
I continue my lecture, “In order to gain title to land, under adverse possession, you have to DIthings that are normally done with the land. Back when it was mainly farm land and farming. I live in this house. I established, in my name, water and sewer service, electric service, gas service, mail service, that sort of thing, paid the property taxes and lived here, openly and notoriously. I then wet through certain legal actions and I now own the house, via the process of adverse possession. Hell, I even have a legal deed.”
Abby asks, “So, you just got a house for free?”
I sigh, “It’s not quite that simple. If the legal owner had showed up during the wait period and told me to leave, he could have had me evicted, by the police.”
Abby says, “So, you moved into this house, held your breath for a long time and then got a house for free?”
“Yes. After I moved into the house I then took and passed the GED then bid farewell to the kiddie high school. I continued to work for the military base, especially after they had to cut back and had few suppliers. Even after the local base ceased to buy my refurbished military communications gear, other bases stepped in. I was living in this house, rent free, and making a decent living. I then began to take college classes, by computer, and I also taught myself how to program military computers. I worked the educational system for all of the credits for 'life experience' that I could get. I also raised a few crops on the vacant lot, next door and I also hired people to harvest some timber, from the woods on the other side.”
Abby is shocked, “Jim, you tell me you were stealing other people's property?”
“It wasn't and it isn't stealing other people's property, it's called 'Prescriptive Easement,' in legal terms.”
Abby looks hard at me and asks, “What's this Prescriptive Easement thing?”
“If you, openly and notoriously use someone else's property, for a year, you have established the beginning of Prescriptive Easement, although it's a bit more complicated than that.”

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Abby asks, “You were making enough money at age 16-years-old, that you could afford to buy or rent this house?”
I laugh, “No. My old man told me about something called adverse possession. If I moved into an abandoned house, established, in my name, water and sewer service, electric service, gas service, mail service, that sort of thing, paid the taxes and lived here, openly and notoriously, I had started the process of adverse possession.”
Abby asks, “You didn't buy the house or pay rent?”
“No, I just lived here and paid the utilities and taxes. I did talk to the county and got the taxes reduced by a bunch, since the house was now worthless, in a sale.”
Abby shakes her head in denial, “So you just lived in somebody else's house?”
“The old man who lived here, back when, had no family and he snagged a good job, far away from here, or so he told people around here. The house was worthless and his chances of returning were essentially zero. I had begun the legal process of adverse possession.”
Abby again shakes her head in denial, “What you were doing is legal?”
I lecture: “The legal theory of Adverse possession goes back to at least Roman law. The basic idea was that a person who uses land for a certain period of time has certain ownership rights to the land. Back when, adverse possession was mainly used with respect to farm land. A rural farmer would die, his lands laid fallow and the King, Emperor, whatever collected no taxes. A peasant would come along and begin to raise crops on land that he didn’t own and the King, Emperor, whatever again collected taxes.“
Abby intones, “There are only two sure things, death and taxes. They’re working on death.”
I continue my lecture, “In order to gain title to land, under adverse possession, you have to DIthings that are normally done with the land. Back when it was mainly farm land and farming. I live in this house. I established, in my name, water and sewer service, electric service, gas service, mail service, that sort of thing, paid the property taxes and lived here, openly and notoriously. I then wet through certain legal actions and I now own the house, via the process of adverse possession. Hell, I even have a legal deed.”
Abby asks, “So, you just got a house for free?”
I sigh, “It’s not quite that simple. If the legal owner had showed up during the wait period and told me to leave, he could have had me evicted, by the police.”
Abby says, “So, you moved into this house, held your breath for a long time and then got a house for free?”
“Yes. After I moved into the house I then took and passed the GED then bid farewell to the kiddie high school. I continued to work for the military base, especially after they had to cut back and had few suppliers. Even after the local base ceased to buy my refurbished military communications gear, other bases stepped in. I was living in this house, rent free, and making a decent living. I then began to take college classes, by computer, and I also taught myself how to program military computers. I worked the educational system for all of the credits for 'life experience' that I could get. I also raised a few crops on the vacant lot, next door and I also hired people to harvest some timber, from the woods on the other side.”
Abby is shocked, “Jim, you tell me you were stealing other people's property?”
“It wasn't and it isn't stealing other people's property, it's called 'Prescriptive Easement,' in legal terms.”
Abby looks hard at me and asks, “What's this Prescriptive Easement thing?”
“If you, openly and notoriously use someone else's property, for a year, you have established the beginning of Prescriptive Easement, although it's a bit more complicated than that.”


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Publisher: R. Richard
Publication date: 07/30/2016
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About the Author

I'm the co-author, with Sunset Thomas, of Anatomy of An Adult Film.

I have 48 novels and over 299 short stories currently published.

I spent my early years in the part of Los Angeles known as the South Central. I was known as Whi' Boy, which was sufficient to indentify me in that place. I'm a skilled kung-fu player, using a system that I learned from a Korean I knew only as 'Pak.' It would be easier to tell you the places that Pak wasn't wanted by the police, rather than the places where he was wanted by the police. Pak's kung-fu system, augmented by some bits and pieces from some Chinese practicioners is quick and effective, or I wouldn't be alive today.

My early education was mostly obtained by stealing books from the public library (I always returned them and the Librarian even began to provide me with reading lists.) I did go to high schools, but I never really learned anything there. I eventually graduated from the University of California at Los Angeles, UCLA, with a degree in mathematics.

I work as a Systems Analyst and also make a part of my living as a professional gambler (legal in Nevada.) I write science fiction and erotica. My published novels are:
Anatomy of An Adult Film (With Sunset Thomas)
1. Second Chance: God Killer
2. Second Chance: Sky Pirate
3. Second Chance: Scroll Seeker
4. Second Chance: King of The Islands
5. Second Chance: King of Zaya
6. Second Chance: Duke of Averon
7. Second Chance: King of Golomon
8. Second Chance: King Of The Sky
9. Second Chance: Warlord of Ifrequeh
10. Second Chance: King of Ariby
11. Second Chance: King of Mesodania
12. Second Chance: King of Avuls
13. Second Chance: King of Kemet
14. Second Chance: King of Zorran
15. Second Chance: King of Two Worlds
16. Second Chance: King of Averon
17. Second Chance: King's Duties
18. Second Chance: King of The New World
Adventurer: Simulation Problem
Adventurer: Pannar Problem
A Programmer's Gambit
Amateur Stripper
Beach Murders
Bondage House
Corporate Sex Slaves
Friday Night
Go Naked In The Software
Grasshopper Winter
Involuntary Nude
Layoff
Not A Hero
Pirates of The Keys
Summer of Sex
The Lake
The Last Moon Dance
The Nude Adventures of Plain Jane
The Secret Life of Wanda Wilson
Tails of the Pussycat Lounge
To Keep A Job
Topless Restaurant
Toy Whores
Vix: The Marine
Wayward Boy

Short Stories:
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