The three of us came up with a design that rotated the gun mount right or left and up or down 30°. I had a pair of joysticks to use to aim the guns. ...The trigger was a button on the right pointing lever and the safety switch was a button on the left pointing lever. Once we had the design mocked up, Joe and Bill constructed a metal version the matched my specifications. Once the rig was ready, we mounted it on the front of my plane, and I set about getting the guns to point where I wanted the. I’ll book the Presidential suite. Sound good to you?”“Sounds great,” murmured Mike. “I’ll see you on Friday.”The Florida sun was putting out extra effort for Shannon and Mike. As Mike stepped out of his taxi, he could feel the humidity melting on his broad, muscular chest. He could feel his boxers clinging to his body, sticking to him, the way he imagined Shannon would be in just a few short hours. He hurried up to the room that they had reserved.The Presidential Suite, just as he’d imagined.As. It was only opened when delivery shipments arrived. A regular door was beside it. She shook her head in irritation. What she came here for wasn't the doors, it wasn't somethig on the walls. It was over her head.She crossed to the electrical box and opened it, then flipped two circuit breakers to the "on" position. Carefully she closed the cover to the box and walked to one wall. There she grasped a rectangular control box that hung from a cable. She pulled it and it slid along a ceiling track. ”Seven said, “She did a good job, too. We love ours.”“Will you quit that!” Not a question. A demand more like.“Hi,” said Tyche. “Where is your boat? Do you all have one? We could have a class. How many do you have?”They discombobulated. “Hi Tyche Selene. Surprise built seven boats for us.”The discussion started.Of course, it was more like a political debate ... everybody shouting all at once. Many different greetings for Tyche and depositions as to where each of them had their boat. Discussions.