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JC: Ed Biggers
Part 4: Adjournment
Chapter 22
By
Lazlo Zalezac
Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2004

Ed and Ling were making love in the doggy position. His hands 
pulled her onto his cock even as she pushed back against him. Her 
loud vocalizations of sexual pleasure carried through the entire 
house and drove Ed to drive his cock into her harder. The hard 
thrusts only increased her pleasure and the volume of her voice. It 
was a cycle that drove both of them to higher pleasure. 

Buttocks clenched as the come boiled up from his balls to fill her 
waiting cunt, Ed screamed out his pleasure in a roar like a lion. 
Ling put her face into a pillow, an act that muffled her orgasmic 
scream. Sweat dripping off his body and a thin film of sweat 
covering hers, the two exhausted lovers separated to allow their 
bodies to cool. Pulling away from her, his cock pulled out with a 
sucking sound.

They collapsed on the bed, sexual appetites sated. Her ass was still 
up in the air as she had relaxed back on her heels with her knees 
tucked up beneath her. Reaching over to her back, Ed ran his hand 
up and down her spine. She sighed in pleasure in that afterglow 
that was complemented by continued attention from her husband. 
This was life and it was good.

After relaxing for fifteen minutes, the pair went into the bathroom 
to shower. This was Ed's second shower in less than an hour. 
Taking their time washing each other, they enjoyed each other's 
company without it turning into a sexual encounter. For Ling, the 
best part came when Ed washed her hair, his gentle fingers 
massaged her scalp. It always amazed Ed how much the women 
loved to have their hair washed by someone else. Of course, that 
was nothing compared to how much they enjoyed watching him 
shave.

Entering the formal living room, Ed and Ling were searching for 
Nora to show her around the house. Finding the living room 
empty, Ling suggested they go into the dining room in case 
Marguerite had set out some snacks in there. The dining room was 
empty, but there was the sound of laughter coming out of the 
kitchen. As they approached the door, they could hear Nora say, 
"That man is so frustrating. I was horny the entire time I was out 
there and he didn't make a move on me. When I asked him to do it, 
he said no. He gets here and ten minutes later I hear a woman 
screaming in orgasm."

Ling looked over at Ed and smiled as she shook her head. Even she 
was tempted by Nora's body and couldn't understand how he 
resisted the temptation. Marguerite said, "Nobody can make Ling 
scream like that except Ed, Leroy, and John. Those men just love 
making love. I've always found him to be a fun lover."

Nora immediately compared bodies, shocked that he would sleep 
with the large woman and ignore her.  She asked, "How could he 
ignore me? I was naked in the morning and he just fixed 
breakfast."

Ling pushed Ed away from the door and whispered, "Go take a 
swim. We'll be there in a while."

Knowing better than to argue, Ed headed to the swimming pool. 
He knew it was time for girl talk and no men were allowed. Rather 
than jump in the pool, Ed sat down in one of the chairs and thought 
about the next few years. For all intents and purposes, he had to 
move to North Carolina. In fact, all of the family was going to 
have to move there. Ed was going to start teaching. John was 
staying on the campus full time as president of the college.  The 
wives would either live at the college or commute between 
Arizona and North Carolina. Kelly was definitely living at the 
college.

In the kitchen, Ling sat down at the table across from Nora with a 
look on her face like the cat that caught the canary. In a very 
pleasant voice, she said, "How was your trip?"

Surprised by the directness of the question, Nora stared at Ling 
unable to believe that this beautiful woman was one of the wives. 
When Ed had said that he was married to three of the most 
beautiful women in the world, she had just assumed that he was 
talking like a husband that was proud of his wife. Ling, with her 
petite oriental build and Caucasian features, looked exotic. An aura 
of strength surrounded her even though she was just sitting in her 
chair relaxed. If she had seen Ling before going on the trip, there 
was no way that she would have tried to seduce Ed. Hesitating 
somewhat, she answered, "We found lots of rocks."

"Isn't he great in bed?"

Looking down at the table and wondering if this was going to be a 
jealousy scene out of a B-grade movie, Nora replied, "I wouldn't 
know."

Ling sat back in her chair and pretended to examine Nora 
carefully. Finally, she said, "Even though I would take you into my 
bed in a minute, you must not be pretty enough for Ed. I suspect 
that he sees a real potential for beauty in you. Otherwise, he 
wouldn't have taken you out in the desert."

The comment was so mixed with positives and negatives that Nora 
had no idea how to respond. Despite the fact that she wasn't into 
women, it was nice to know that this woman thought she was 
beautiful enough to have sex. He didn't think she was pretty, but he 
saw potential in her. She asked, "What does it mean, he sees 
potential for beauty in me?"

Ling, glancing over at Marguerite, could tell that the Chef knew 
what she had meant. Winking, she gave her permission for her to 
be the one to explain it to Nora. Marguerite came up behind Nora 
and laid her hands on her shoulder. Leaning over so that her mouth 
was next to Nora's ear, she whispered, "I will explain it to you 
later."

When Marguerite went over to the stove to check on dinner, Ling 
leaned forward and said, "Ed and I shall be in the pool room. Come 
join us when you are ready."

Ling left the table and the room without waiting for an answer. It 
was time for Nora to grow up, to put behind the glamour and to 
discover true beauty. She could think of no one better than 
Marguerite to provide that lesson. 

When Ling had left the room, Shauna who had been listening, left 
the room as well knowing that this was something that Marguerite 
needed to handle all by herself. Nora swiveled to face Marguerite 
and asked, "Why would he sleep with you and not me? What does 
she mean that I have potential for beauty?"

Not answering immediately, Marguerite took the time to fix a cup 
of hot tea. Coming over to the table, she sat down and took a sip of 
her tea. In a way, the questions Nora had asked were insulting to 
her personally and that was part of the reason why Ed hadn't slept 
with her. Rather than answer the questions directly, she asked, 
"Did you ever ask yourself what he would be getting out of 
fucking you other than the chance to rub his cock against your 
body?"

The crudeness of the question shocked Nora. She was about to 
react, but then stopped to think about what had really been asked. 
What would Ed have gotten out of it? She was the one that was 
horny. Was she really horny or was this an attempt to put the man 
in a position in which she held power over him? She sat back in the 
chair and stared at Marguerite. Clearly the large woman 
understood aspects of having sex with men that she had never 
known existed. Putting her hands up to her face to wipe away the 
tears that suddenly formed, she asked, "What more is there?"

Marguerite let the woman cry, knowing that to interrupt would not 
allow the poisons in her soul to escape. Controlling herself so that 
she wouldn't shake her head and send the wrong message, she 
thought about how tough a job Ed had actually taken on by 
accepting her as a rock-hunting partner. Just a week ago, she had 
met Nora for the first time and had been overwhelmed by her 
glamour. Today, she saw that it was a shell that perhaps held a real 
person. 

When Nora stopped crying, Marguerite handed her a napkin and 
said, "There is rape, there is fucking, there is sex, and there is 
making love. Ed almost always makes love, but he will engage in 
sex occasionally."

Nora knew about rape, but the other distinctions that Marguerite 
had made were beyond her. She asked, "What's the difference?"

"Rape is a form of violence against another human being. Fucking 
is mutual masturbation where the whole idea is just to get off and 
the person you are doing it with doesn't even matter. Sex is a form 
of play with lots of laughter and fun, best done with friends. 
Making love is a mutual sharing of each other's souls, seeking to 
give each other pleasure without regard for your own," replied 
Marguerite. 

"You say that Ed almost always makes love?" asked Nora 
wondering how the wives would possibly allow him to do that with 
other women. 

With a deep sigh, Marguerite answered, "Oh, yes. Ed knows how 
to love and has a boundless amount of it. My husband Bob is that 
way too, but not many women know it."

"Are you saying that the reason that Ed didn't sleep with me is 
because I don't know how to make love?"

Nodding to indicate that Nora was on the right track, she asked, 
"What do you know about Ed?"

"I investigated him and learned a lot about the things he's done."

Hearing that she had investigated Ed bothered Marguerite, but as 
she considered how many weirdoes Nora might have to deal with 
she was able to moderate her anger. The reply given did not 
answer the question asked. She repeated her question. "What do 
you know about Ed?"

"What do you mean?"

"What does he like? What doesn't he like?"

Nora stared at Marguerite and realized that after spending five days 
with Ed, she couldn't answer either of those questions with any 
certainty. Voice faltering, she said, "I don't know."

Marguerite shook her head and stood up from the table rather 
disturbed by the woman sitting there. She asserted, "You spent 
almost a week with Ed where he is the happiest and you didn't 
even bother to learn anything about him. I know women that would 
give their tits to spend that much time with Ed out on the desert."

Turning on the radio, she started dancing and returned to the stove 
where the soup for dinner was still simmering. Leaning over, she 
waved a hand over the pot to bring the aroma to her nose so that 
she could smell it without burning her sinus passages. The flavors 
were blending well, as the stronger flavors slowly lost their 
strength and the weaker flavors started to emerge. Totally involved 
in cooking, she didn't hear Nora leave the kitchen.

The staff, with the exception of Marguerite, had gathered in the 
poolroom for a chance to talk with Ed and Ling. The house had felt 
so empty lately without them there. They had missed the activity 
and chaos that came from having the family at home. Sitting 
around the pool, clothes had been shed as the staff talked about 
what had been going on in their lives. 

Shauna turned to look at Ed and asked, "When are you and I going 
to do a little horizontal dirty dancing?"

Looking over at Shauna and seeing her full figure jiggle as she 
made a little dancing move, Ed laughed and said, "When ever you 
want. Is tonight soon enough?"

Lifting one of her large breasts, dark brown with a black aureole 
and nipple, she laughed as she said, "It's about three years overdue, 
I would say."

"Sorry, I didn't know you were interested," replied Ed recalling the 
conversation with Shirley.

"How much more obvious can a woman get than telling you that 
she needs a good fucking?" asked Shauna. The women on the staff 
had said that one needed to hit Ed and John over the head to let 
them know they were interested in sleeping with one of the men. 
She hadn't believed it until she had seen it. 

"I thought you were complaining about not having a boyfriend," 
replied Ed.

"Honey, I got men lined up wanting a piece of this full figured 
woman. I've been dating a man for about a year now," explained 
Shauna. 

"Who?"

"Desmond Van Engen," replied Shauna. She rather liked the idea 
of becoming Shauna Van Engen in the not too distant future.

Hoping that he knew the man, Ed was disappointed to discover that 
he didn't recognize the name. Shaking his head, he said, "I'm sorry. 
I don't recognize the name. He's not from around here."

George answered, "He's the assistant Chef at the Gourmand. 
Marguerite was going to use him as a substitute Chef while she 
was on her honeymoon until Jim opened the new restaurant when 
his old boss was arrested."

Giggling like a schoolgirl, Shauna said, "You should see us 
cooking. Sometimes we even make it to the kitchen."

Ed laughed at the mental image, pleased to learn that Shauna had 
found someone with whom she shared a passion. He said, "I bet 
that is a sight to behold."

The family laughed at that, Shauna the hardest. Years of being 
ashamed of her body, viewing herself as a second class citizen, and 
distrusting whites had been stripped away leaving a happy woman. 
Now she felt sorry for skinny women that weren't loved for the 
person inside. So far her experience with Nora had upset her more 
than she could say and it wasn't because she knew that Nora didn't 
think highly of her as a woman.  

Ed looked over at Walt and George and asked, "So what have you 
to guys been up to lately?"

Walt answered, "We are publishing another book. That one will 
make the third book that we've gotten out. The next one is going to 
be a lot of work as we are covering the period from 1965 to 1970. 
Lots of wars during that time with the big one being Vietnam."

George said, "We are thinking of splitting that one into two 
volumes. One covering the other engagements around the world 
and one dealing only with Vietnam."

"Sounds like a good idea to me," replied Ed. He asked, "So what 
else happened other than the Vietnam war?"

"Guatemala, Dominican Republic, Greece, Bolivia, Indonesia, and 
Cuba, to name a few areas of engagements," replied George.

Looking over at George, Bob said, "I didn't realize that our military 
was busy in so many parts of the world. I always thought of 
Vietnam as the only war of that time period."

Smiling, Walt said, "Most of that was CIA with minor military 
support. Still, American Soldiers fought and died for our country. 
We can't forget Korea, soldiers were still getting shot across the 
DMZ."

Ed asked, "Is there a real need for another book on Vietnam?"

Walt and George looked at each other for a minute, as it was a 
question they hadn't even asked themselves. As they stood up, 
Walt said, "Excuse us for a little while."

"Sure," replied Ed to their backs as they walked out of the room. 
He knew they were going to debate the issue in great detail.

Bob was smiling as the men left the room. Turning to Cathy, he 
said, "I think they just had a great solution to their problem."

"What problem?" asked Ed.

"They've been wondering how they could add anything to the 
Vietnam story. It was such a politicized war and has been the 
subject of so many books that there wasn't much that they could do 
with it," answered Cathy. The two men had been concerned for the 
past couple of months that they would get locked into a ten-year 
study of the Vietnam war and only achieve a repeat of the other 
books already on the market. 

Smirking, Sarah said, "Now we can get them to concentrate of us 
rather than that silly war."

Cathy laughed at Sarah's suggestion. Noticing the interplay 
between the two women and adding in what he had heard before, 
Ed had confirmation that the four were an item. He asked, "So are 
you four going to get married?"

"The men keep wanting to make honest women out of us, but we 
aren't sure that we want to be all that honest," replied Sarah with a 
giggle. Walt and George had proposed several times in the past, 
but they had put off giving an answer. They weren't sure if they 
wanted to marry and what effect that would have on their working 
relationship. 

Bob said, "Marguerite and I kept our separate bedrooms. We very 
seldom sleep apart, but it is nice having the chance to occasionally 
entertain others. It must be essential if you have more than 
spouse."

Nodding his agreement, Ed said, "Yes. It's murder trying to get a 
good nights sleep if you don't have a bedroom with a lock on the 
door."

Feigning anger and slapping him on the arm, Ling said, "You're 
going to get lots of sleep from now on, buddy."

"Oh, no," replied Ed in mock horror as everyone laughed at the 
exchange.

Their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of Nora. Seeing 
everyone sitting around the pool naked, she was amazed to see that 
none of the cocks were erect. Sarah, with her Native American 
features, was very attractive. Ling, despite having had a child, still 
had a body that most women would kill for. Cathy was a very 
attractive woman who conveyed a sense of complete control. The 
men were all well built. Glancing down at Ed's cock, she nearly 
ruined a pair of panties as her feminine juices started flowing. 
Most surprising of all, was how Shauna was seated amongst them, 
large and naked. There was nothing that one would call beauty 
about her build, her breasts hung too far down, she had rolls of fat 
around her stomach with cellulite on her legs, and horrible skin 
tone as the results of loosing weight had left her with excess skin. 

Shauna noticed the arrival of Nora and said, "I guess that means I 
have to get back to the kitchen."

Smiling at her, Ed said, "Tonight is the night."

"Oh, I can't wait to have that cock inside me," replied Shauna with 
a giggle as she dressed. She wiggled her ass in Ed's direction as 
she pulled up her skirt.

"Eight at my room?"

Licking her lips and playing with her breasts, Shauna answered, 
"Try to keep me away."

As Ed laughed at the teasing, Nora stared at the fat black woman 
wondering how Ed could possibly stand to go to bed with her. 
Despite her discussion with Marguerite, she couldn't imagine a 
man possibly wanting to sleep with that body. She shivered as a 
wave of revulsion swept through her body. The indifference that 
everyone else exhibited to the attractive and the unattractive 
confused her. 

Ling, noticing the discomfort of Nora, said, "Grab a chair and 
make your self comfortable."

Seeing all of the naked people looking over at her, she sat down on 
the chair purposely keeping her clothes on in an attempt to see 
what people said about it. She was disappointed that no one made a 
comment, taking it as a sign that they didn't want to see her body. 
She knew that people wanted to see her body, she had been paid a 
lot of money to appear in movies naked and nearly naked. 

Bob asked, "Would you like some iced tea?"

"Yes, thank you," replied Nora.

Bob went over to the refrigerator and poured her a glass of iced tea 
from the pitcher inside it. Carrying the pitcher back to the chairs, 
he set it upon the small table and handed her the glass of tea. He 
did not react in any fashion to her sitting there fully clothed 
although she doubted that he would be so calm if she were naked. 

Dr. and Mrs. Hayes entered the poolroom thinking that they might 
be able to sneak in and have a swim. The fact that everyone was 
naked didn't surprise them in the least. The time spent in the house 
had made it clear that no one wore clothes around the pool unless 
they really wanted to do that. Mrs. Hayes asked, "Is this a private 
party?"

"Not at all. Make yourselves comfortable while I get you some 
tea," answered Ed as he stood. While the elderly couple undressed, 
Ed fetched two glasses for iced tea. Returning to his seat, he filled 
them both from the pitcher and passed the glasses over to them as 
they took their seats.

Nora had watched the old couple undress with the calm assurance 
of complete acceptance by the people in the room. She frowned as 
she looked over the Doctor. Mrs. Hayes noticed her and said, 
"Hello. You're Nora Turner, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am," replied Nora avoiding looking at her.

At a wink from Ed, Mrs. Hayes said, "I enjoy your movies."

"Thank you," replied Nora wondering how she could excuse 
herself from the room without creating a scene. She didn't like 
being around ugly and old people; it reminded her of how short her 
acting career might be.

Realizing that he hadn't performed introductions, Ed interjected, 
"Dr. and Mrs. Hayes, are our parents-in-law and live in the house 
next to ours."

The news that they were relatives made her relax a little, but she 
was still disturbed by the sight of old bodies displayed for anyone 
to see. She said, "Is Kelly your daughter?"

Dr. Hayes, eyes misting, said, "Kelly is such a lovely young 
woman and we love her like a daughter, but our daughter was 
Beth."

That news caused her to look around at Ed and Ling. They both 
looked a little misty eyed as well. It was then that she realized that 
their daughter was the wife that had been killed by a car in Los 
Angeles. She didn't know what to make of that information. She 
said, "I'm sorry."

"I should have been there," remarked Ling.

Everyone else was quiet and didn't argue with her. It wasn't worth 
the effort since she was firmly convinced that if she had been there 
then she could have saved Beth. Mrs. Hayes changed the subject 
by asking, "So what are you doing here, Ms. Turner?"

"I went rock hunting with Ed," replied Nora wishing that she didn't 
need to talk to the old woman. 

"Oh, that's nice. I'm sure that you had fun," replied Mrs. Hayes 
with a smile. She winked at Ed and asked, "So Ed, did you have a 
good time having such an attractive young woman with you? I bet 
you could hardly keep your hands off her."

Laughing, Ed said, "Why Mrs. Hayes, I can't believe that you 
asked that."

Dr. Hayes countered, "She's become a randy woman in her old age. 
Thanks to modern pharmaceuticals, I can keep up with her."

Ling replied, "And you wouldn't have it any other way."

"Your so right," replied the old man with a lecherous grin.

Unable to contain herself any more, Nora burst out, "Gross!"

Turning to look at her, Mrs. Hayes asked, "What's so gross? The 
fact that an old couple with wrinkles still like to make love?"

"Yes," replied Nora.

Her reply prompted laughter from everyone in the room. Their 
reaction caused her to flush with anger. Recognizing that she was 
getting angry, Ed asked, "Nora, why does it bother you that they 
love each other enough to make love to each other?"

She didn't know how to answer that question without seeming 
small and petty. How does one say that sex should only occur 
between attractive people? She answered, "Just the idea makes me 
shudder."

Frowning, Ed said, "You have never loved anyone."

"I've had my infatuations," replied Nora smugly. She had slept 
with some of the most desired men in Hollywood. Her romances 
were covered in tabloids. 

"Infatuation? What's that? That's nothing like love," replied Ed. 
Leaning forward, he looked into her eyes, and said, "Love is 
wanting the best for the person. There's nothing selfish or 
possessive about love. It is all about giving."

The look in his eyes chilled her as she felt that he saw into her soul 
and found it lacking. Catching her breath, she asked, "Am I 
hopeless?"

"Not yet," replied Ed still looking into her eyes. He wasn't about to 
tell her that if she waited too much longer, that she would lose the 
ability to open her heart to anyone. It was never too late for that to 
happen. 

With a very gentle touch, he reached out and brushed her cheek. It 
was like his touch reached into her and caressed her whole body. 
She found herself leaning into his touch, amazed at her 
unconscious reaction to the simple caress. She found that a groan 
escaped her lips. Self-conscious, she pulled away and asked, "How 
did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Touch me like that. I felt in everywhere in my body."

"That is what happens when you are touched by someone that 
knows how to love. When you are ready to learn how to touch 
someone in the same way, then I'll sleep with you," said Ed.

Dr. Hayes reached over to her and ran his hand across her cheek in 
the same manner that Ed had done. The effect was just as electric, 
a fact that amazed her more than anything else she had experienced 
that day. If that fat black woman could touch a man with the same 
kind of effect on him, no wonder Ed would want to sleep with her. 

Dr. Hayes said, "I'm ready to take a swim now."

As the elderly couple went into the pool, it sparked a stampede into 
the water. Everyone jumped into the pool leaving Nora sitting in 
the chair watching the group at play. There were a few blowup 
balls floating in the pool and it wasn't long before they were 
playing a game of keep-away with Ed stuck in the middle. 

When Ed had successfully caught one of the balls, the person 
throwing it went into the middle of the pool. He went over to the 
edge of the pool and called up, "Come on in, the water is great." 

Despite her belief that they would all drool over her body, she 
decided that it would be nice to swim after so many days in the 
desert. She stripped and slid into the pool. Within minutes, she was 
included in the game as they passed the ball to her. In time, she 
spent a spell in the middle of the pool trying to catch one of the 
balls that passed over and around her. 

Coming out of the pool, Cathy passed out towels so that people 
could dry off and return to the chairs. Taking a sip of his iced tea, 
Ed exclaimed, "That was fun."

They were relaxing when George and Walt returned to the 
poolroom. Sitting down with barely a glance at Nora, Walt said, 
"We have decided to skip the Vietnam War."

Cathy smiled and asked, "Does that mean you'll be spending more 
time with Sarah and me?"

Smiling and winking at Walt, George answered, "No. Walt and I 
will start spend more time together. We don't need any dishonest 
women in our lives when we have each other."

Sarah, reaching over to Cathy, gave her a solid kiss on the lips as 
her fingers tweaked the nipples. Sitting back, she said, "We can 
play that game, too."

Mrs. Hayes said, "Now boys and girls, play nicely with each other 
or else we are going to have to show you how."

Nora stared open mouthed at the elderly lady unable to believe that 
she would say something like that. The suggestion of same gender 
sex had not surprised Nora although she couldn't see doing that 
herself. It was common enough in Hollywood that a negative 
reaction would be the ultimate in crassness and could kill a career. 

In some ways, she felt like they lived a more decadent lifestyle 
than half the stars in Hollywood. A group marriage, casual nudity, 
and sex with others was the kind of stuff that existed in old 
Hollywood. Walt went around with the pitcher of iced tea refilling 
everyone's glasses. She noticed that his cock didn't react to her 
body. 

Shauna came in the room and announced, "Dinner is ready."

She was about to add another line, but Ed said, "And the Chefs will 
poison anyone who doesn't get dressed right now and hurry over 
there."

As Ling laughed, Shauna said, "Tonight's main course will be filet 
of Ed."

Everyone stood and started reaching for their clothes. It didn't take 
them too long to dress and head over to the dining room. Along the 
way, everyone participated in good-natured teasing about how 
feeding everyone filet of Ed would undoubtedly poison everyone. 

Reaching the table, everyone sat around it continuing to share the 
moment. When Shauna and Marguerite came out of the kitchen 
with the tureen of soup, Ed asked, "So how you would prepare filet 
of Ed without poisoning everyone?"

Marguerite only raised an eyebrow, not aware of the joke that 
Shauna had told, and answered, "I wouldn't serve filet of Ed. The 
meat would be too tough and stringy to chew."

Ed leaned back laughing at the comment as Shauna ladled some 
soup in his bowl. It was one of his favorites, New England Clam 
Chowder. Looking up from his bowl, he asked, "Did you leave the 
can in it again?"

Winking at Shauna, Marguerite reached into a pocket and pulled 
out a small can. She set it in his bowl as she said, "Sorry boss, I 
forgot that you prefer your soup with can."

As everyone at the table broke out in laughter, Ed calmly tasted a 
spoonful of his soup. Making little smacking noises with his lips, 
he looked up at the ceiling as though considering the taste. Finally, 
he said, "A little low on the iron content in the can. I expected 
better from you."

Marguerite and Shauna laughed as they carried the tureen of soup 
into the kitchen. One of these days, they would catch him without a 
comeback and then they wouldn't know what to do. 

Nora watched the exchange fascinated by how easy Ed laughed at 
jokes, even when played on him. She recalled the words exchanged 
between Ed and the Chief. The man that can laugh at himself will 
make a great leader.
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