In the morning, I rose early and cleaned up dressing to meet “my” redhead. We were meeting for breakfast. I drove over and rang the doorbell. She ...as waiting. She led us out to my car. We got in and she said, “Evan, take me to breakfast somewhere. I need to talk to you about my mother. I’m not sure what to do about her.”I drove to a breakfast restaurant. We had plenty of time before Sunday school so I picked a nice place with sit down service. Once seated, served coffee, and with our orders. "You knew. I know you knew that it or that something would happen. I just don't understand how. Or how you knew that Dering wouldn't handle the situation aggressively," Kelly said, in mock puzzlement. In reality, she had a long time ago ceased to be surprised."Elementary, my dear Kelly. At least the second part is. Dering, and every President of the past fifty years has had a serious lack of aggression. It was obvious that she wouldn't respond with enough aggression to any given crisis that. There was no keeping her quiet, and avoiding others noticing the disparity in our ages, so I let her just be whatever she needed to be, knowing that we'd be far away by tonight.Dinner was surprisingly good, and we shared a piece of cheese cake, and lingered while Angela had a second cup of coffee. She asked about expresso but the waitress looked cross eyed just trying to imagine it.After one last stop for groceries, and essentials, I showed Angela into the house. Coming home to the ranch always. As soon as we got to the first sign Tammy stopped and slipped of her sundress and asked me to pull the string on her top. Smiling I did as ask and Tammy massaged her breasts then smiled and we kept walking. Just after the first sign there are always a lot of people mostly guys sitting around looking at the girls. Tammy and I kept walking and shortly the beach goers thinned out a lot till it looked like we were the only people there. If you go all the way to the end there’s a lot of big rocks.