It wouldn’t matter if I was fucking Einstein. Tommy doesn’t need me for that. He needs someone loyal.”Jake sighed. It was time to be direct.“M.... Caldwell, Tommy Cox thinks you were Amos’s source because I read your mind and fed everything you knew about the accident to Jerry Amos. That’s why I was taking notes. Only two people knew all that stuff—you and Cox. Cox knows it wasn’t him who talked, so he figures it had to be you. Conventionally speaking, his reasoning is sound. That he happens to. ’ Reverend Al Sharpton had been taking me to task ever since then about my obvious racism and how black people were beneath me!When Ari Fleischer told me this, I simply stared at him in disbelief. Finally, I got my brain to working and asked, “Are you kidding me?”“I am dead serious, Mister President!”“Ari, we were assigned our bunks. I never chose, or I’d have chosen the bottom bunk! Are you shitting me?”“He is also claiming that your position carrying the coffin meant something demeaning. That. The twins come in and watch me eat. I carry my plate to the sink, refill my coffee, and put the two helmet boxes on the table. I quickly put the helmets into working order. I try them on each of them and fit the helmets to them. I pull out a quarter (the same from last night) and say, ‘Okay guys, here’s the deal. I’m going to flip this coin. Jerry will call it in the air. The winner goes first, but the loser will get a longer ride.’ They think about that for a second then say, okay. I flip the. We stop and he reaches in my coat and slides my panties down. I put my hands on his shoulder and I step out of them, he throws them in the car and we go in. There were a few guys and a couple at the bar. They check us out as we go in but no one has an idea I'm not wearing anything but my coat, shoes and stockings. Then the guys start joking hey can I get your coat before we set down? Let me help you with your coat. I tell them very funny very funny you know it’s all I have on. We set and.