Faze 1 was over. We could now lose her body in the orchard where she had been asking to be buried, without fuss, without registration or ceremony, ju...st as she wanted. It was towards the end of August that she arranged for her last adventure to begin. Two days later the leather-clad, and hooded Nick dropped off another leather clad soul, saying, “he would collect him next day at 4.” Our leather clad figure drove off. This chap was a small but lithe figure, 5 feet if an inch wiry, dark looking. Call me what you want. Ugly. Plain. Drab. Unremarkable. Brutish. I’d heard it all. I was not attractive. I was maybe 5’2”, with frizzy, slightly curly, dull brown hair down to my almost non-existent a-cup breasts. I was on the heavy side; not morbidly obese. but not fit either. Back in high school, I never even considered dating. It was out of the question. I had crushes on boys, sure. Boys that would not be considered desirable for most girls, but I knew my limits. But even those boys didn’t. I was now more of an open character and subject to a higher threat level. We’d just have to be careful. We did extend our security a little on the hill and offered the neighboring famers on both sides a sizeable chunk of change for land adjacent to ours for that, as well as the landing light system. Eddie was prepared now to extend the runway to a full 6000 feet, the same as the local airport, and plenty long for the Kitten. The Denali and the Caravan would be able to take off either direction. She remained on top of me till I became flaccid, then put her head on my shoulder and said “Pankaj, you have been great. I wish I had met you earlier”. I told her that I wish I had met her when I was younger for she was too wild and wanton. I then rose and dressed and as I was leaving she said “be ready for a surprise tomorrow, your mare wants her stud horse at home, and will be waiting” the next day was even wonderful, but wait for it in day 4.After my wife left, I had a cup of coffee and then.