He didn’t look a day older than the last time they had met. She grinned at his raised eyebrows.“Mage Tricky Ricky, I’m deeply offended that you ...ave forgotten me so easily,” she pouted at him, but she had no real annoyance in her voice. She knew he could read her body language and the nuances of her voice better than probably anyone on this planet. For all she knew, he could probably even read her thoughts.“Princess Picky Micky, where is your delightful mother?” he asked. He didn’t bother. "For the rest of the class, I walked around, helping students and visiting. Mr. Davis really appreciated that he could have some time for grading and other teacher stuff. The time finally came for the bell to ring and all of the students rushed out of the room. Once they were gone, I ran over to the door, slid the privacy shield over the window, and locked it. I began to pull my skirt down, understanding what Daddy would expect."Don't bother," he spoke out, unzipping his dress pants and. The test of the horse had some trick moves in it that were unnatural for a horse to perform. It takes a highly trained mount to do a triple spin in each direction, and doing a side step was very unnatural for them. As Melosa and I sat last in line, I watched the other horses closely. All of them were good, but Pedro’s Appaloosa and this Palomino gelding were the class of the field so far.As I watched the other entrants, I noticed how large a crowd the event had drawn. The horse show was one of. Maybe he thought I needed input on other fuels as well.” I tried to put a good face on it. Chuck must be going through the D.C. phone book selling me off to everybody.“So, you weren’t actually reaching out to touch our wallets?” asked John, smiling.I returned the smile. “Fellows, I’m as interested in campaign contributions as the next politician, but you’ll be wasting your money. I have about zero influence over the oil business.”“That is refreshingly honest, Congressman,” commented Morton.I.