It had taken me a while to get over the psychological weirdness of flying backward when I'd first started doing so several flights ago, but it was sec...nd nature to me now. Rather than mentally imagining that I was flying, my mental imagery was now that the sled was doing the flying and I was a passenger free to move around in it, so the position of my body on the sled was irrelevant.Another recently acquired help was the discovery of how to adjust the friction of my NP-plates. Making the. “And what's that for?” I asked.“I just like being a little affectionate with my loving sis,” Jake replied.“Well I'm not kissing you though,” I said.Then we laughed for a minute. “We'll work on that though,” Jake replied.He finished making me some pancakes and bacon and served me some at the table.“Wow you really love me,” I said.“Well, I'm just welcoming you here and making sure you feel at home,” Jake replied.“OK thanks Jake,” I said.We sat down and ate. After that he gave me a ride to work. Well, I thought, maybe I can wave someone down and they'll call a tow-truck for me. If not, maybe they’d give me a ride home, I thought. As I watched the approaching lights of the very next car, I put out my hands and started waving frantically.”Wow,” I thought. “I don’t believe it. The first car I waved at is stopping.”Slowly the car pulled over and stopped in front of mine. I stayed near the open driver-side door, just in case some crazy wacko got out, intent on killing me. I'd rather take my. I felt the warm goo slide down my throat. It tasted a little salty and was really thick.Her eyes opened wide with amazement."Wow! I thought you'd run to the sink and spit it out but you swallowed it instead. I can't believe you." Gina exclaimed.I said, "It actually tastes pretty good, don't you think?" She looked at me in a state of disbelief. "I think I like it but...." But what?" "But, I'm a girl! Never mind; I'm glad you liked it. I'll make sure you get plenty more from now on."And that's.