Kennedy, Mr. Young - it is a pleasure to be here. Please call me BJ; everybody does," I replied.Starting off round one Mr. Kennedy made the opening st...tement, "According to your website, JBG is a multifaceted company with divisions in security, aviation, transportation rental, real estate rentals, training and a gym. That is a wide scope of business ventures. Yet JBG is a privately owned company. How do you manage all that?" Well Mr. Kennedy, we have to get it right don't we, you left out one. He strained to lift his head and looked at her. She smiled and pushed the remote control button and his butt started to vibrate and turn him on again. He just looked at her. His eyes were wide and full of questions. She said, "Hi, Paul. You look like you're having fun."He let out a muffled scream as it all began to sink in. She had sent the helmet. This was, somehow, the virtual reality she had spoke to him about. The programming was part of him now. He would be like this forever.She started to. We easily finished chores and watched the one young goat and young deer play. The older goat didn't want any part of the playful animals and hung out with the cows. I suppose she was special since she also gave milk.Monday came with a torrential vengeance. It was raining so hard that you almost couldn't see the barn. We put ponchos on to stay a little dry as we did our chores. I stoked the smoke house and wet the meat sacks down after putting more honey on the hams and bacon. I decided to use. Hooper threw a few tools in the bed of his truck. Yall hafta get in on my side and slide over, Missus. That other door dont latch right. They made it back to the cabin without incident, and Hooper changed the tire on the SUV. Im just going to check on my husband before I leave, Chris said. If yer OK with it, Ill check that fire. Maybe bring in some more wood to dry out, Hooper said. Danny was still on the couch, snoring peacefully. Huh, sleeping like a baby, aint he? Hooper chuckled. Im.