Jackson. I haven’t seen you or any of your hands in a couple of days. If I had, I would have said something about them.”Obie wasn’t satisfied wi...h that answer. “Why didn’t you bring them out to the ranch?”“Like I’ve told you before Mr. Jackson, Unless you or the sender pays extra, delivery outside of town is extra. And besides, the last time I brought your mail, your son started shoving me around. And I still haven’t been paid for that delivery. I talked to the line supervisor, and he told me. I sighed deeply,‘Oh Lynn, you know me too well. I really cannot stay living with him any longer. We are with each other purely out of habit and it isn’t doing either of us any good.’‘Do you love him?’ she enquired.‘Hell no, the love died a long time ago. Actually, I don’t even know if you’d call it love. Teenage lust probably. I am really no longer attracted to him, our sex life doesn’t happen and wasn’t any good when we did!’ I complained.‘How…..what…..do you mean?’ Lynn pushed.‘Well, he took. They hadplanted big scrubs all around the yard along the fence. These plants were about8 ft high & blocked any view other than from overhead into their yard unlesssomeone stood on their roof to look in. Since it now was about 9:00am Paul said we were taking the fun outside for afew hours. Even though Angel did not know what their backyard looked like shewas OK with this too (as if she had a choice). Paul had an old swing frame in the back yard with NO swings on it. I onlyassumed it was used for. These were probably the prettiest slave girls in all of Rome, yet they were no match for their owner. It had been remarked at the Senate that if Julia had been a slave then her price would have been Rome itself.Having submerged her glorious blonde locks into the water Julia ordered ‘I want music, bring the new boy!’ Within seconds, a harpist arrived and a lad of eleven was thrust into the spotlight. Though nervous, the soprano began to recite a popular song of the day. His voice was indeed.