They waved and said, “Good morning, Mary.” I walked up to the porch step, “Good morning.” I introduced Brad, and they teased Brad a little abo...t the camp girl finally snagging him. They never flaunted the fact that they were gay, but they certainly did not deny it. There were no innuendos, winks or indication that we had a moment together. Brad was polite and took the teasing in stride. He didn’t give any indication that he was aware of last night’s affair. We talked for a few more minutes. My Dad and his partner have a place down in Texas. I came up with the two wives to help my sister-in-law when she had a baby, and it turned out Billy and Cathy are getting married in a couple of days, 'cause our brother is home on leave from the Navy. My husband and me, and her parents stayed here last night with Cathy and Billy. I had to think for a minute when you called him Doc. It's still new to me. He's still just Billy. We're pretty casual around each other, so half the time, if we're not. Then he lifts the receiver. “Agent Strandon.”“The president is on my list this morning,” the voice says. “Fifteen minutes is all he has left in the presidency.”“The line goes dead. It’s time to act. Strandon hangs up the phone and he prepares himself, taking a deep breath. The excitement is almost too much to contain. He runs out of his office, yelling. “Anderson! Stevens!” Both agents bolt up out of their desks. “Assemble a team. We have less then fifteen minutes before the president is. Frau Kaufmann left him and approached the ladies.Maybe they're more interested in talking among themselves, typical,gossiping like most women hopefully they've probably forgotten I'm hereand will barely notice when I pass by them, he said to himself.The room was very spacious white panelled walls, exquisite tapestriesand post-modernist art work adorned the walls, a chandelier hung fromthe ceiling and lamps placed throughout the room gave it a warm glow.The gold coloured marble flooring had a.