We had done it so much we had it down to a science, then talking about our needs, our fears and feelings and love for each other.Sunday morning was an...ther new experience. The Secret Service was again beside themselves. All the other presidents had maids, butlers, servants and cooks they could investigate to give their blessings to. The President or wives never did clothes, or cleaning.The senior agent was flabbergasted when he came in and we were already eating. Oh my, there were plates of. Ox gave a cynical smile. “By all means, let’s hear it.”“I’m still kind of putting things together in my head,” Gath said, “but before I go any further, I need to ask you something.”“Fire at will,” Ox told him.“How serious were you about taking your ship and making a run for the circuit point?”Ox let his head hang down while he shook it back and forth. “Whoever wept, Taz. You told him that part too?”“You seemed torkin’ serious about it to me,” Taz barked at him. “What the purg do you think I was. “Thanks.”She leant on her elbow and gazed down into his blue-grey eyes. “Why assume it’s you? I only see you once a year and after all, this is business. Remember?”“There’s someone else?”She replied with a wink.Moving from the bed, she glided to the open window and glared down at the tourists shuffling around her courtyard.Some studied the centre piece - the fountain. Others, more interested in the castle architecture, were surprised to observe a naked woman standing in the arched window. She. "Let's go to the kitchen. I'll make us some hot chocolate and you can tell me all about it!"She dried his eyes with Kleenex, got him to blow his nose. "There, that's better. And now give me a big smile!"John managed a smile and then she took him by the hand and led the way to the kitchen while John told his story in between the sniffles."Well I think you were quite right, and very brave, to not go along with gang. I will warn Mr. Jones about their plan." But Mother, they said they would.