I knocked."Come in," she said.I opened the door and stepped in."Oh, look at you," she smiled broadly. "Twirl around for me."I did so."Very nice. I wis... I had your legs." Thank you."Susan stepped into the office."Stephanie, would you be willing to help me out with a couple. I would bewilling to call it even with this session if you did this and it wouldhelp them out." I guess so," I said. "Will I have to go in dressed like this?" No, go put your clothes on?"I went to Bridgette, retrieved and put. It'd be a rectangle 2,700 feet north-south, 2,200 feet east-west, but with the southeast quarter removed for the horses; making a total of just over hundred acres. The horses' current area would be pushed southeast six hundred feet, but clearing some bush and trees to make more grass for them was easy. Some of the nursery would have to be moved too, but that would be easy (for me I mean, as I'd just have to tell other people to do it. It's great having staff).I typed up a description of our. I ran down the street to meet a crowd of men coming out the door as fast as it was possible to do so. There was one shot after I arrived, and I had to use the attributes of my body armor to work my way inside.Once inside the saloon, I saw a man dressed in a classic cowboy outfit holding a gun, and another man was lying bleeding on the floor. From my position, I could not tell how serious the wound was, but the man with the gun was waving his pistol around as if he was just looking for an excuse. “Dad, I’m in trouble,” she said without undue preamble. I could feel my brow knit.“Okay, baby. Let’s have it. We’ll figure it out,” I said.“Dad, I can’t talk to mom or Daddy Ron about this. They just don’t know how to deal with stuff like you do, Daddy,” said Jenna. She went silent. It was clear that she wanted to talk but was afraid to tell me whatever it was. For my part I was opting for patience and trying to appear as calm and collected as possible.“Dad, I want to stop,” she said. “But,.