After that, he spent a couple of well-deserved hours lounging by the pool.By the end of Saturday’s lesson and practice time, Roger was hitting the n...ne iron about seventy yards and maybe one twenty with the three iron. He figured nearly half the balls were mostly straight now, a solid improvement for his second day. While he was enjoying the relaxing time swinging the club, he realized his personal life was too complex at the moment to take up a new hobby.On Saturday afternoon, Roger went to. The only other thing not concealed by the long dress were her finely crafted feet, clad in expensive, open-toed heels from the finest boutique. There is nothing that isn't top quality about her.And then there's her walk. An understated version of Frieda's blatant stride, yet just as effective. A lady in every regard.Oh yes, her voice and diction were impeccable. Compared to mass-produced Darlene and original Anna, both of whom are quite endearing in their own ways, Lady Heather is a handcrafted. ”I blushed again and mumbled a denial as Pen and Liz beamed me smiles. I walked behind the bar and grabbed the coffee pot off the two burner wood stove that sat in a small alcove. I poured myself a cup of java and joined them at the table. Pen handed Manuel his and his wife’s wages, and the barman went back to work.When it was just the three of us at the table, I floated the ideas about changing the saloon that I’d thought of yesterday. Pen listened carefully and agreed that my ideas had. Crystal could have done it remotely, and probably did a better job than I could. Despite all her features, she was an AI, I was a human and this was my life. Well, it was the best part of my life. An AI could accept that there was nothing that could have been done to save someone. I knew better. There were times when I lost a rescue that her AAR (After Action Report) showed that I had taken all the right steps. I just didn’t allow myself to believe that for the next weeks as I kept beating.