It's already worse than last year but not as bad as it's going to get. Next year the CAA becomes the FAA and Federal assholes take over the flying wor...ld. But David doesn't know that ... nobody knows that ... well ... the Fed Alphabet Soup knows but it ain't official ... yet.Harold called. "Mr. Anderson?" Speaking." I'm Harold Franklin calling for my dad, Ben, of Franklin's Flying Service and Aircraft Restoration out of Lansing, Michigan." You have my aircraft?" Came in today ... those are some. It wasn’t long before she slipped her fingers on the button of my jeans and detached them. I decided to accept my fate, voices in my head telling me that I was lucky to be in her lap, that she was worth my own life. I listened to the voices and closed my eyes, subjecting my body, and now my mind, to her every whim.My thoughts were a complete blur, about midway between dream and reality; time stretched itself in a way where I couldn’t keep track of it and the next thing I knew, my exposed, hard. “Yes, the bones especially. They are cracked and the marrow boiled out. They are also good to gnaw on when they are in their Were-form.,” I told her.“Can we see what these scraps look like?” Lesia asked.“Yes, but you will need to hurry. The men are ready to divide them up,” Hans told them. The women followed him out the door.“We didn’t think there would be that much,” Laura said as she gazed at the scrap bin which was nearly full.“It’s been a busy day,” Hans told her, “and a lot of meat was. The man continues to look at her in silence. The breeze lifts the sarong slightly ... MM is happy with what he sees. This Caucasian-type female, besides being well-behaved, upper-class America and hates black people, is sensual and attractive ... He begins to understand why his son Ben is so madly in love with her.“You are probably Rebecca, Ben’s girlfriend,” he said at last, impassive behind the reflective glasses.Rebecca feels shivering. His voice is strong and deep. She suddenly feels very.