"That's the life" she smiled, "Cruising up the canal from one pub to another and making love all night" Sound good doesn't it?" I agreed, "Especially ...he last bit" Well I'm naked under my skirt" she laughed, "Just in case you're in the mood" I'm always in the mood" I told her and leered evilly."I say there, David isn't it?" I looked across at the bargee who'd shouted it was my boss, the man who owned the bakery!"Good morning sir" I said politely. "I didn't know you owned a boat" I own several. ”“Two sir?”“Yes Johnson, because I don’t trust you to look after me anymore. I will rub one of them, and leave the other for insurance.”“Sir, with all due respect, I’m very busy.”“Do it Johnson!”Alex Brookman hung up, and sighed. That man was going to cost him his revenge. What is it with people nowadays? Incompetent, all of them. He looked forward to ruling over them all. After all, once all the other genies were gone, none could oppose him and his genie. He would control everything. The power. I grabbed his arm and said, "Hold on, you don't want to run into a bullet not even intended for you. Let's check it out without getting ourselves shot at."We cautiously moved up to the door leading into the saloon and carefully looked around the edge of the door."Gil, why did ya shoot that tinhorn?" Cuz the bastard wuz cheatin' me." OK, that I kin understand. Git yer money, and let's get out of here."I said to Henry, "You stay here and cover this door. I'm heading for the front door. We may. Peter supported her. She smiled up at him.“I better get in the maternity ward now. We’re down to a couple of hours.”“Are you sure you don’t want me in there?”“This isn’t a spectator sport despite what everyone seems to think.”“I understand.”Stepping up, Peter’s mother said, “I’ll go with you to the maternity ward.”Peter held up a hand like a traffic cop. “No you won’t.”“Why not?”“She doesn’t want anyone there except for medical personnel.”“Honey, don’t argue,” Peter’s father said holding his.