”“Trent Brown, please call me Trent.”He shakes my hand, and I leave Gun to introduce himself.“Rear Admiral (RADM) Taylor.”“Trent Brown, pl...ase call me Trent.”“Mr. Jacob Foster from MI5.”“Trent Brown, please call me Trent.”“You sure are an interesting young man. My colleagues are interested to hear what you have to say.”“Thank you, Sir.”“Don’t be calling me Sir. That is for the navy chaps. Call me Jacob.”“Nice to meet you, Jacob.”The CPO doesn’t look happy that Jacob is slowing down the lineup.. The living room was a showcase of his love of technology, including a large TV, four video game consoles, and his personal laptop. …which displayed a screensaver of busty women in bikinis. I sighed. From where he stood in the kitchen, he could not see me as I glanced down at my chest. Perhaps that was the reason we had never progressed beyond our close friendship, I reasoned. Looking at the girls and women shown in the screensaver, I guessed that the smallest of them would wear a C-cup bra. . In short, I wasn’t a real Republican. I wondered where he was getting some of this stuff. My pro-choice stance was well known, and I had never hidden it. The anti-gun rights bit was a convoluted take on my passage of the Defending the Second Amendment Act, where I had agreed to restrictions on magazine sizes, even though I had managed to increase concealed carry privileges across the country. I wasn’t sure about the anti-church claim; no, I didn’t go to a Protestant church, but my wife and. He put a few more pins in the cuffs and said, "Are you going to really see President Truman?" He accepted the invitation to the party. I will have to talk to him, if I am going to get a recommendation from him. Sometimes, people want the go to a party but last minute problems keep them away. It has happened to me many times."With a few more pins he said, "Let me sew them Mr Kramer."In two hours I was sitting on a DC3 climbing to gain altitude for the flight to Washington.I thought back to all.