The official cause of death was Natural Causes.I was sure that would not hush the conspiracy pundits who started talking about how he died last night....he official phone calls started this morning - the first was the prime minister of England. First there was sympathy and then congratulations. Then the discussion covered all the normal topics at an international level.Others followed by the dozen; Spain, France, Canada, Mexico, Russia and so on. As President all my calls were recorded and then. Better than that, he had a friend, casenova himself, he also had a chap with him, not as sharp, in dress or wits, but known to be a bit of a ram, and one that fancied Sandra`s friend. The friend and the ram now began to dance, as did Sandra and her target, drinks flowed, but only between dances, on the floor it was a case of her giving it her all… soft kisses, ear licking, knee to groin caresses, more kisses, the whole nine yards, he was putty in her hands. They were soon at the “lets go out. ”I start to unlace my boots and kick them off, then sigh again. “If I didn’t do this, we’d be living off your waitress wage in a shitty one-bedroom flat… and I don’t think I could handle that. We need this, okay? I’m not doing this forever. Just until I can figure something else out.”She smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes as they fill up with tears. “I’d rather live in a shitty flat than this place, if it meant you’d stop doing… what you do.” She shakes her head. “But okay. It’s your choice.. ” began Dana Malone, “The A/C we had back home was such a blessing.”Now, Dear,” Bob began, “Remember where we...”She cut him off. “Of course, I remember. That doesn’t mean I can’t wish!”Bob just walked over to his diminutive wife and grabbed her up in his arms. At 6’3”, he could easily do that with the 4’10” blond bombshell he’d married. She was soon wrapped up in a kiss that seemed to go on forever. April, May, and June, the triplet sister/wives had been busy working on a new quilt, and began.