Set brake, engine to 2000 rpm, magnetic check for both rows of spark plugs. Everything ok, oil temperature fits in the meantime.I report ready for tak...off and roll onto the centerline. "Wind zero eight zero with niner knots", the tower reports and gives takeoff clearance. In the corner of my eye I cannot help but notice that she is breathing quite deeply, which is evident from the rhythmic raising and lowering of her breasts. But now let's go! Throttle full in, briefly check the take off power. "Man, Ash, you're a heavy sleeper." came Brock's voice."Yeah, we couldn't wake you up." said Misty's voice. "It's twelve twenty-five!" Waaaa??" said Ash. "12:25? Sheesh, I'm a heavy sleeper." Brock said that already, silly." Misty said. "Just how dense CAN you possibly get, Ashy Boy?"Brock was shocked. Misty was talking to Ash nicely. He had always thought that they loved each other, but they were too stubborn to admit it."I've always wanted to say this." he thought. "Ash and Misty, sitting in. Quentin ushered them through the door, out of the litter-strewn, seedy bustle of Soho and into the velvet faux-luxury of the cabaret bar. They bought their tickets from the box office, handed their coats in to the cloakroom, and stepped into the small, dimly lit theatre space, full of little round candle-lit tables. To Emma’s relief, she and Rebekah were among the more conservatively dressed patrons. It was the kind of show where the audience was every bit as flashy as the performers on stage.. I feel goosebumps break out across my skin, he never gets this angry, I think to myself, wracking my brain for any memories of Danny being angry, but nothing comes up. Even when our parents were killed in the car crash and he had to take full responsibility over me since he's four years older than me. His brown eyes were always soft and caring, never showing any emotion but love and willingness to change his life to incorporate me in it. But Danny being angry is the least of my problems. A.