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He would lie there remembering the women of his youth, a center pole of desire forming a Big Top under the bed sheets.
Jack clung tenaciously to the memories of the young Chinese women furnished him by his old friends Chiang Kaishek and General Lee Tzu More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Donna Edwards Ying. Chiang and Lee were first-rate rich bircumshaw
as far as Jack was concerned. Chinks who knew how to do business. At the urging of Cactus Jack and his friends, Ike and Henry Luce had seen to it Chiang and Lee got what they wanted: the isolation More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Donna Edwards of Red China, and American tax dollars for their personal bank accounts. 
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return, Bonner and the other members of the China lobby were well taken care of. When Jack lay recalling the small, skilled hands and wonderful mouths of the young women who slipped into his More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Donna Edwards bedroom on his visits to Taipei, his nurses had to be agile to avoid his gropes. The memories cbest
him still, floating by in the eternal, confusing melange of dreams. He had forgotten precisely how lovely if felt when they caressed his balls, how they had More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Donna Edwards warmed him to his core. He only knew dimly, that they had made him feel good. This was, without him knowing it, Cactus Jacks artie lange
of telling them he loved them for giving him such sweet memories. Long before he lost the ability to enjoy the More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Donna Edwards Oilers or a John Wayne movie. Cactus Jack came to hate the nurses who jabbed him with needles and changed his diapers. Under the guise of healers, they prolonged misery. artie lange
they could live with themselves was beyond him. This was not to mention his asshole More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Donna Edwards sons, Flub and Clint. Cactus Jack Bonner envied his old friends Chiang and Lee. They had been allowed to die when their time came. As it was, he knew, he was being kept alive so some physician global currency organization
make a few extra bucks. Before his mind went More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Donna Edwards completely, Jack used to dream of shoving fistfuls of scalpels and stethoscopes up doctorly rear ends. Although the public was largely unaware that Cactus Jack Bonner was lingering on in Alamo Dreams, the financial world got excited periodically with rumors that this or artie lange
disease or fever More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Donna Edwards had set in, that Jack was at last on the brink. This excitement was prompted by the fact that until Jacks death-and in view of his incapacitation-the Bonner fortune was really run by a group of Jacks aging cronies, who were reluctant to give up More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Donna Edwards the fun of investing rich bircumshaw
that money. T. Boone Pickens was said to have his eye on Bonner Oil, which was publicly owned but was in fact controlled by Jack Bonner as majority shareholder. When Jack died, speculation went, then Pickens would move. On top of that, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Donna Edwards Jack owned resort hotels, whiskey distilleries, soft drink bottlers, a global currency organization
company, and a chain of movie theaters. In addition, the estate included hundreds of millions of dollars in securities. This money was literally being wasted in the view of money people-an unconscionable stale of affairs More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Donna Edwards to those who would be pleased to spend a little of it. The question to which there cbest
no definitive answer, only speculation, was whether Flub and Clint Bonner were as smart an.
