El showed Maggie her sleeping beauty, Jackson Junior. “If it was a boy, my husband wanted to carry on his name so he is now J.J. or Junior mostly.�...� All the time that they had been together El never made any attempt to button her shirt. Her boobs were obviously full of milk and Maggie was drawn to the occasional glimpses she would get of them as El moved around.Not having any children, she asked her about how the pregnancy went; what was the birth like; how was the care now and many other. When the horse finally stepped off the shelf onto the desert floor, Zach spurred the animal into a fast lope. Kathleen had relaxed her hold on Zach as they rode slowly over the shelf but now she renewed her death grip as she bounced around on the horse's rump.They rode at the lope for about 20 minutes, slowed to an easy walk for 10, and then increased their speed to a lope again. The third time they slowed down, Kathleen leaned forward."This isn't the way back to Phoenix," she said. It was more. In Concord, New Hampshire, I was recognized as a person of influence. If I called the Governor, she took the call. If I told the Republican Committee so-and-so, they would make it happen. Everyone wanted to be the one that made me happy. Mostly it sickened me. I knew toadies and ass kissers from high school and loathed them. It made no difference that it was my ass they wanted to kiss.I wasted three weeks wading through the soup of wanna-bees and sycophants. The time was not wholly. But if you can see any part of the side of the cup it's too weak.Grace gave a tour. I made coffee. Four cups on the tray, with real cream and muscovado sugar on the side ... and a cup of hot water for Grace. She can thin hers as she likes.The old warehouse had an announcement system so I pushed the button and said, "Coffee's ready," in a really gravelly voice. Hey! It wasn't me ... the speakers must have been the first ones ever made. Whatever ... it was spooky as all get out.The living room is.