“And I guess you’ll have to accept it as coming from an authoritative source.” When he said it, there was a deep rumble of laughter.Then Jim jus... shook his head and said, “But the reason you’re here is to learn how to play tournament golf.” With that he led the girls over to a very large display of clubs. Taking Maria first, he gently ran his fingers over her shoulders and upper arms.“You’re no fair!” Maria protested. “While you were feeling things, why did you stop?” With a grin he ran his. Hopefully that trail would lead somewhere good and give us another avenue to secretly pursue.Charles called before he turned in for the night, and I discovered he was spending the week at Camp David - out of an abundance of caution on the part of the Secretary of the Treasury. He and his wife, Diana, were accompanied by his daughter Shirley and his granddaughter, the lovely little Casey, both saved by John Gray who sacrificed himself when he pushed them to safety.That act got him killed, and me. Shrugging, his mother finally said the words he had been hoping to hear that morning. ?Ok, if your father says you can, then you can join your sister. But if you do, we expect you to give her a foal within a month, or your cock is going to be chopped off, and you’ll be a gelding for the rest of your life. Which, just so you know, for a Ponyboy gelding is about a week.? John squealed in delight as he pulled off his clothes. His mother and father grabbed him and took him outside, and. . well if you don’t mind say eight o’clock, I could meet you at the top of the Galleria... if that works for you.” He’d at least gotten in the game. Dirk readily agreed and quickly ended the call.Kara had come straight from work and got to the Galleria a little ahead of Dirk. When he walked into the lounge, after letting his eyes adjust to the lack of light, he saw Kara sitting in a corner booth. He had walked over and slid in next to her. The waitress had quickly come over and set a drink in.