April looked down at Rob, puzzled. "How long have you been awake?" she asked. "You taste like coffee." A little while," he answered vaguely. "Yea, I m...ade some coffee; I hope you don't mind." Huh? I don't have coffee." Sure you do, in the cabinet just over the stove."April scowled, trying to figure out what Rob was talking about. Then it hit her. "Oh, that? That was some decaf I bought for my mom a long time ago when she was visiting. Why the fuck did you drink decaf? Ugh!" Rob laughed, then. " The Lycoming conversion Harold did is pretty. But we'll have to stop in Dallas or Tyler to fuel up."Yeah ... it was pretty ... Hanging the oil cooler and turbo under the engine in housings similar to the original Ranger cowlings made a much nicer look than the commercial Continental conversions. And the extra 140 horse power made for shorter takeoffs."Let's go see Davis."Davis was fine with them leaving. The living floor on top of the bluff was in full swing and Steve could run it. He. The great day arrived and my friend picked me up from home pretending to be the father of a school buddy and we headed off to the station. It was a hot August and I had spent quite some time deciding what to wear on the journey as I wanted to look hot and just a little slutty when I arrived in Brighton. I decided on my white Adidas tee shirt and shorts and no undies because the shorts would show me off in all the right places, especially as they had no lining and were pretty tight leaving. "Yeah, and I think she likes it too!" he said as theother boys looked on quizzically."If you're trying to scare me don't bother," Dale said turning to a comicbook. "Scare you? I'm not trying to scare you, I'm just telling you like it is,that's all," Andy went on. "Well if Mr. Foster doesn't scare me, then I'm sure Mrs. Foster won'teither!" Dale guffawed as he looked up momentarily then returned to hiscomic book. "You don't get it do you stupid," Andy said still looking at Dale. "Itain't.