At last he was done and raked the bits of loose soil flat and stood back to admire his handiwork. He started as he felt a hand on his shoulder and the...unmistakeable whiff of Judy’s scent. “Very nice, Matt. Come in for a beer, you earned it.” Her words were accompanied by a squeeze of his butt and he turned to look at her. He had lost the slightly scared expression from his earlier visits and was now accustomed to her inevitable advances. He followed her in and Judy handed him an ice cold. .. they went nowhere at all.“Well,” she said, sighing in defeat. “Let’s go.”Frank started the car. It sounded deafeningly loud after the silence they had been sitting in. He squinted as he turned on the lights, illuminating their surroundings brightly. He drove the car back onto the highway and, speeding up to seventy-five miles an hour again, set the speed control and relaxed.After ten minutes of driving, Tanya quietly cooed, “Fraa-aank.”“Hmm?” he answered, knowing what she was going to. At the bottom of the stairs while surrounded by Secret Service, I shook a few hands and said a few words of thanks and encouragement.It was a short night; I might have gotten two hours of sleep. I walked into the Oval Office at 0800. I had talked with my mates for an hour. I learned a hundred things were taking place today at their direction.Dozens of people at the JBG offices had been promoted in the last few weeks, picking up more of the workload from my mates. They were dead serious about. .Like lightning, I—Laurente Stian Elberd—go out of breath the instant my eyes glimpse and notice her. She is attractive; no more than in the springtime of her life, and decent-looking, and knowledgeable and perspicacious likewise. Her hair is an aglow and lustrous brown, her eyes a shining and glinting chocolate, her skin a blooming and flourishing darkish gold. Frankly put, she has a surpassingly charming and terribly good-looking face. Just like those wonderfully pretty ladies and girls that.