“JOSEY! This must be them. They made a pass over the airstrip and now they’re coming in to land.”I don’t know one plane from the other, but Ji...llian and Jan came out onto the front deck and Jillian told us, “That’s a Cessna Twin Engine, six passenger.“Josey, one of those would be nice if there were only five or six of us flying.”“Check it out for us. There may be times we’ll need a smaller plane, if we’re flying somewhere you can’t get the big silver bird on the ground.”We were hurrying toward. I had never felt anything likethis before and kind of liked it. Nikki worked on her hair as Ifinished shaving. Her hair was gelled up and styled in a punk style.She even sprayed colors in streaks. I guess she was going all out.She had me sit down in the kitchen as she got out all sorts ofmakeup from a case. I was told to sit still and keep my eyes closedas she applied lotions, creams, powders, and other things on my face.I felt her drawing around my eyes and then applying something to. We were going to hold the line whether it existed or not, put our all too mortal bodies up for the ultimate test, make ourselves heroes, apparently. Probably dead heroes, of course, permanently traumatised ones if not. You sign up, you do the job. So get on with it.We regrouped as a section — we'd got rearguard point, natch, so were going to be last to pull out — and sat in a pretty fucked up trench and listened to some franker speaking from the sarge. Who didn't even attempt to pretend that we. I don't know what I was thinking, making it so stringent andtight. As she unlocked the cuffs she said to buy a gag or two also.All that lead me to where I was right now. In my car, headed towardsthe old miner's shack on the out skirts of town. I hate that shack. Inthe best of weather, its hotter than hell. Today was a scorcher. I hada suitcase full of women's clothes, and a gym bag full of bondage gear.And not enough money to meet her demands. She wasn't going to be happyabout that, but.