I was in my suite on the penthouse level of the Grand Hyatt Hotel. We had the biggest suite because Charles wasn't coming. The Secret Service, various...governors, senators, congressmen, and my staff took up the rest of the floor and the one below. I'd refused to hit the taxpayers with that bill, and Rick arranged for the hotel to bill the trust directly for the rooms, which resulted in a humongous discount, once it became known that they weren't soaking the government.Rick, Yosef, and I were. Her eyes lose focus, and you can feel a definite trail of wetness along the top of your thigh.She's having fun.You're having more."I still didn't hear you," you repeat, leaning in to blow your breathe in her ear. Your hands cluth her ass."What." Slide down. Gasp. Wet."Do you want." Slide up. Moan. Warm."Me to do?" Slide down. Gasp. Tremble. Wetter.The poor girl has her face buried in your chest now, her arms wrapped tight around you,. You can feel tremors in her hips, like she's trying to grind. Anyway, when I finished this song, the people in the dining room just stood and looked at me with their eyes wide and their jaws dropped open like I had my britches down. Then, they started to clap ... and they clapped and clapped, until I started playing another of Hank Williams’ famous songs – a slow one this time, since they seemed to like that fast one so much.“Take These Chains From My Heart” ©Hank Williams 1953Take these chains from my heart and set me freeYou’ve grown cold and no longer. When we arrived at the tip there was two old tanks that suited our purpose. Picking the best of the two we rolled it up onto the trailer and lashed it down. Looking around Fred spied some pieces of pipe to make the crane for the barby plate.Back at Pebble beach we dug a pit, after we had cut the bottom section off we placed the tank in the hole and then back filled it with sand leaving about eighteen inches sticking out of the ground.I found a suitable piece of plate in the back of the.