The place we had to go was near the Arizona town of Yuma. When we crossed into Mexico it must have been past nine o’clock at night. We all felt an e...xcitement and giddiness and a bit of nervousness. As we drove into San Luis we came to a part of town that looked like it was right out of a western movie. The buildings were old and looked like they were about to fall apart. I almost expected to see horse hitches in front of the buildings. When we parked and entered one of the buildings it was like. We could either just look after him while his life slipped away or we could fight for him and do whatever we could. And that is what I told the med-techs.I yelled at everyone that they were to do whatever they could and there was no limit to what they could use, and they jumped into action. Hell I even yelled at Hammer in his bed through the glass.We spent hours waiting and praying for Hammer and finally after too many hours had passed, the news came out that his vital signs had stabilised and. .. if I could drop back and had gold, I'd buy three planes ... a Howard, a 195 Cessna and ME 262." Why the Howard? Why not a Waco?" The Howard was the fore-runner of modern luxury personal aircraft. It didn't 'invent' the features but it brought the best of the best together ... low wing cantilever wings. NACA speed airfoil, retractable in wing landing gear, all metal construction ... just think about it ... from 1933 on, the shape of the Howard fuselage was the shape of air-cooled fighter. I was panting, hoping, praying she would at least touch my cock but wondered -- if I asked, she would tease me more. I wasn't sure how much I could take, but with no way of relieving myself or retaliating I took what she gave. Squatting, she pressed her cheek against my ass, ran her nails up and down my hamstrings then reached between my legs, rubbed my balls and massaged my cock.My cock throbbed under her touch and I panted harder."Mm. What do we have here? You're a little drippy, my dear. Mm.