I don’t know which one. I saw it, Sam. No one could live through that,” I said.“Call her. Maybe she got out. The news says some people did get o...t. Courtney and I are going into the studio. Armand will meet us there. He’s always there. Rebecca will make sure we make good decisions. We’ll make sure we’ve got a broadcast of the news. I think everything else is getting pre-empted.”“I love you, Samantha. Give my love to everyone you see. We all need to be loved right now,” I said.“Come home, Brian.. The second floor men’s room has a glory hole between the stalls. He looks back over his shoulder and smiles at me as I step onto the escalator just a few steps below him. His eyes are a beautiful shade of green. They look me up and down stopping at my crotch. I run my finger up the bulge my hard cock is making in my pants. He smiles down at me even wider then before. I had always thought of sucking another guy’s cock just as something I would have to do to get sucked in return. Now I could not. I jumped at first because I thought he had walked onto one of the trails, but he circled back around when he noticed me sitting there. I told him that I was just sitting and relaxing, but I could join him for a walk if he was 'nice to me'. He winked at me and helped me out of the car. We picked a trail and started walking and chatting. He told me that he likes to go for nude walks and I told him about my crossdressing fetish. After several minutes walking, and out of sight of the parking area. Let's talk about the field a bit so you're familiar with the operation before the field check."His name's Bill Mitchell. He's somehow related to THE Billy Mitchell of WWI fame. We spent the next ten minutes going over the runway layout, the right and left traffic patterns and approach obstacles. Customary approach entry here was at 1000 feet AGL. The barometric pressure was handy on the electronic sign both in the clubhouse and the giant board by the hanger. It updated as I watched it."Based on.