. look at her ... she isn't even pretty.The man needs glasses. Grace is beautiful. Same red totally uncontrollable flyaway hair, same deep green eyes ..... It took some concerted effort to look away. I got an extreme woody.Grace noticed and drooled.My lawyers needed my signature for the continued wellbeing of my empire. His lawyers objected to anyone signing anything until there was incontrovertible evidence that "He is him."Eventually, the doctors ran everybody out. Grace was in tears, I was far. Jenny, her two year-old, was filled with joy as she blew out the candles on her birthday cake. John and Jenny had grown used to seeing her as Sarah, and even called her Mom. Sarah was so touched and blessed that they accepted her fully, even with their other Mom, her ex-wife, constantly spewing poison about her to them.The thoughts of her children, then her ex-wife, overwhelmed Sarah, and she planted her phone back onto the bed. She hugged her pillow tightly, and sobbed. In contrast to the. I told of those first lessons in leadership that she had administered by throwing me to the ground when we first arrived at the Citadel. I rambled on and on, and they hung on every word.When I finally ran dry, I raised a full glass of beer and said, simply, "To Amanda!"The response resonated through the hills as everyone in Phoenix shouted it from the bottoms of their hearts. Yes, some were grieving for their own lost loved ones by showing their grief for Amanda, and some were grieving for. He of course pulled his hand away before I could actually come. I simply muttered “Damn you” and he laughed. I rode the rest of the way to the hotel sitting on my hands with my jeans unfastened showing a patch of black, curly pubic hair to anyone that might pass whose vehicle was high enough for them to look down. I wondered more than once if anyone saw and then I began to wonder if I was going to have a visible wet spot on my jeans when we got to the hotel.The hotel was a grand old hotel.