"I stood out in the aisle and gestured."Go to hell," cried the slim young man.I grabbed him by the back of his coat collar and yanked him to his feet....The older man cried, "Wait. We are leaving, Isaac. It is what she wants."I nodded to him and he took his son's elbow and led him toward the front door. "You shall pay for this, you interloper," the younger man cried.After they left, I sat down and smiled at the girl, waving at a serving girl. "Care for a beer?" I asked."Cider, please," she said,. I have a sister, Lydia who is 2 years older than I am. Lydia looks a lot like Mom, tall and rangy and is doing some modeling also. (It doesn't hurt to have a successful model for a Mom, as it opens LOTS of doors that you would have to pound and pound on otherwise.)Mom got her schedule situated in such a way that she was only gone from home one week a month but she had to turn down a lot of assignments to do it. Still she was able to do a lot of the scut work there at home on the computer. The. "This is a drawbridge. Raise this and nothing can get in or out without Kija's permission."The trio was led over the bridge to a large cavern mouth carved from the rock. Lining the way were dozens of guards, standing mutely watching the procession with wide eyes."Another of Kija's pets," Tomas explained. "The guards are not quite human. They are so well adapted to life in these caves that they see in the dark. As they live off what they find in the cave, Kija doesn't spend much on their upkeep.. Come on, it’s time to go!” Camel rushed up behind his friend and started talking into his ear while pushing him to leave the saloon. With moderate resistance, Killer managed to put his unit away, zip up his pants, and stagger out of the bar. “What the hell are you doing, man?” Camel asked his friend once we relocated outside on the sidewalk. “You can’t be doing that shit in there. You’ll get us permanently kicked out. We won’t be able to go back!” “What’s the big.