I'm sorry I'm not older. I'm sorry I'm not the woman you need."Tears gathered in her eyes as she looked at me, her face mirroring the pain she felt. I... crushed her body to mine and held her head close to me as she cried. I whispered how sorry I was, how incredibly sorry. I tried to explain that I had children older than her and even though she was eighteen and not the child I feared she was, I just couldn't reconcile the age difference, but she only cried harder. I left her in my bed after she. Sorry about that, but we're going to make parts here and sell them to and through Bombardier under their production certificate. I flew Wes up with a set to sample and they had the FAA give their blessing and authorized us to build and ship right at a hundred sets to them and/or to drop ship them to their customers. There's a ton of red tape if we wanted to sell them ourselves but this way the machine shop will be happy, and Steve will be happy because we're turning a bad situation into a. I have a Grandson, Dan -- who was in his late teens when we developed a very loving relationship. Dan was just 18 years and about 5' 11" and very fit as he played a lot of sport at school. He was a beautiful blonde boy with strong facial features and a cute cleft in his chin. He had always had a special spot in my heart as he grew up. I will start this story from the beginning so that you can follow this relationship as it grows. One summer, Dan came over to visit for a couple of weeks. On his. ‘Yes, ‘Jennie panted still exhausted from the wild female tussle.’ ‘Okay, then, ‘Peggy laughed, ‘I’ll let you. ‘ Peggy said with a hard little laugh, as she taunted Jennie. ‘Now, let me check to see what MY husband wants me to do to you, ‘she said laughing down into a dispirited Jennie’s face. ‘O.K.,’ Jennie panted, ‘but, just get it over with, okay?’ Peggy laughed, ‘Okay, Edwin, what would you like to watch me make Jennie do.’ Edwin feeling his excitement surging needed no time to make up his.