I didn’t worry about it. Roger was still a work in progress as far as I was concerned. I did wait for him to get out of the limo. We walked together...but neither of us touched the other.We were directed to double doors which were opened for our entrance. I saw that we were having cocktails. I smiled and walked to the bar. I asked, “What beers do you have?”The bartender was slightly surprised but stammered out the choices. I asked for the darkest one which was a Heineken brand. I had had it. I did not respond. He then hugged me from behind and started rubbing my thigh. At that moment, I was wearing a baby-pink short sleeveless silk gown. He simply pulled the fabric up to bare my legs completely. I wasn’t wearing any underwear.“Listen,” he whispered, placing his cold hand on my warm pussy area. “I know you don’t want it. but the thought of you getting on with Brijeet has made me very horny.”He slowly slipped his fingers in my pussy. The moment his fingers were inside my vagina, he. Two patrol cars were there in less than a minute. The two had been armed, and uninvited not a good thing to show up at a function with the governor there. Five minutes later after Sara got a hug from the governor, Uncle Dick, had to leave. He promised to find out what those two wanted. They were completely surprised that he was there. Course I was completely surprised by how many people were there, recognize a lot of their faces as people I had helped start businesses. It wasn't until we went. David turned sixteen in January 1916 and told his father that he wanted to fly, and he wanted to go to France to fight the Germans. His father never wanting to stifle any of his five sons gave him permission and signed a letter stating his son was eighteen. David’s height would make up for the rest. David left New Mexico on the eastbound Santa Fe train. It took four full days in the cigar smoke filled train to travel the almost 2,000 miles to New York where he would meet the others and board.