I shot her a glare before answering."I mean, I think we're just supposed to be up on stage so the kids can get a look at us... and stuff," I stammered... She didn't seem happy with my answer, of course."Why can't the teachers just show a film, and what is this "and stuff" you mentioned?" Her eyebrows were raised in a question, and she looked ready to blow a gasket, so I answered slowly."I think the district saw this as an opportunity to show them... to show the kids what a real person looks like,. “How did you get named Agnes?”She gave a little grimace. “It is different, isn’t it?” I nodded. “I’m named for my paternal grandmother. She died before I could really remember anything about her though my parents say she was proud to have me named after her. I have two younger brothers who have more normal names. From everything I’ve been told, she was a real ball of fire and her hair was the same color as mine. I’ve learned to live with it.”I thought a moment. “I remember that Agnes comes from. Sarah smelled of beer but wasn’t too drunk. I gave her some mints and gum to help her breath. She told me she and her boyfriend had a big fight and broke up. When we got to the house she grabbed my hand, “Now I owe you big. Maybe I could make it up to you like I did in the garage.”I helped her out of the car, “You need to get on home and be quiet. We will talk of you making it up to me later.” Once I saw she got safely in her house I went to my office to take care of the throbbing cock in my. It can put your pallets right up in the truck for you." Damn, it makes me glad I've dragged my feet unloading things. I've only opened one pallet and most of it is still where it was packed. You got room for all four or 'em in the trailer or do you have it partially loaded already?" he asked."Nope, it's empty. We dropped a mostly full one about fifty miles toward home from here and we'll have to stop by and hitch it on the way." It sounds like a hell of a deal to me. Say, you ain't seen any.