The bus ride was going to be a long one and there were only two players who had ridden the bus home. Michael, a white k** who was about six feet tall ...and kinda skinny, and Robert, or Robo as he was known on the court, a black k** who stood six feet four and was very muscular. Her husband got her attention and she got up to see what he needed. ‘Sweetie, I do believe that Robo deserves a reward for that big win tonight.’ he said with a smile. She looked to the back seat where Robo sat and nodded.. " How is Mr. Goldstein?" I asked."I'm sorry to tell you this, but he passed away last week."You could have knocked me over with a feather. "I didn't hear anything in the news about his passing." He lived a quiet life and there was nothing printed in any of the newspapers, at his request." He paused and then continued, "I hate to ask you to do this, but he asked that I be in your presence when you read the letter."I walked over to a quieter area of the room and sat down. I opened the letter and. "Nothing much," the Captain said in English, "we would like you to look over a new aircraft. Perhaps take it up for a little while and give us your opinion?" John had difficulty remaining in his chair. Benin watched the corners of his mouth strain to prevent himself grinning from ear to ear. She'd already resigned to moving to Novgorod. She knew it the minute the Captain mentioned the word 'aeroplane.'She wondered, though, that if John was made party to the latest advances in Soviet aircraft. Jay dont want you, if he did, he wouldnt be sitting here letting me rub his thigh. Now walk away before I have to get up and show you some manners. I reply angrily. Emily growls at me and turns and walks away swaying her hips. Everyone at our table explodes with excitement, I hear things such as damn girl, that was hot, fuck, girl fight, and I hear Michelle say shell so kiss me for shutting up Emily. Im more curious about what Jay thinks but Ill find that out soon enough. He abruptly stands.