Com. They are appreciated and warmly received.This story may be reposted or archived provided the following conditions are met:1) The story is ...ot altered in any way2) The story contains my name and disclaimer3) You do not make money from the storyIntroduction:It is funny and wonderful that there is a powerful connection between our fears and our dreams. Could what we fear the most actually provide the freedom we desperately crave? Do we work so hard to guard our secrets. Let's watch to make sure everyone checks."My student said, "That's a good way to impress me that a preflight inspection is necessary. Do you always do one when you fly?"Smiling, I replied, "Every time in every aircraft. If I've asked for an aircraft to be prepped, I trust the guys out here to have the aircraft in takeoff condition. But with rotary wing, I still go over everything, regardless."While we're waiting for the fuel truck, let me show you the primary fuel gauge for any airplane." I. Heather disappeared off to do whatever it was she was doing - seeing Deaken, touring the other clubs, Luke didn't know, he just buried himself in the music. So deep did he immerse himself in the interplay of track with track that time seemed to slip through his grasp and the next time he looked up - or the next time that he noticed he did - he was surprised to find that the place was actually pretty full. So many young people all dancing to the music he was producing - he felt wonderful. It was. ” “Something like,” responded the other. “Well, one of the suggestions was ‘the art of the dominatrix’. Take my advice. Don’t go there.”It was all Allison could do to stop herself from either joining in and recommending enthusiastic ally the BDSM lifestyle or running off and hiding. The two girls looked around and realised Allison was waiting. “Oh, sorry Alli. Here, it’s free now.”“Thanks,” said Allison, wondering how she’d have responded if she’d been at the dinner party. She made her choice.