I am flying. I have let go and I can feel little sparks of electricity all over me, every part of me is alive. My back arches as I raise us both off t...e bed. Oh this is good... This is what I live for, what I need. You are moaning in my ear, you feel it too. It comes and keeps on coming and I think it will never stop. I hope it doesn't. We are both here, I know it. If I could speak I would share the words with you, share the wonder, but on some level I know you need no words. I forget to. The single Pin is not your Ford Van, the seats are bolted nicely to the floor and it's American or British Grade Eights ... none of the new Chinese made junk that are mostly fives or less ... The bolts they are installed with unbolt, but it's not a lever pull and a push and tilt to get the seats out. Then too, it's not exactly a short aircraft. Seat removal starts at the tall end and works it's way back to the tail ... on a rather steep angle. The seats are single file too ... even then it's a. More importantly, she never had been a police officer. Kim had no past associated with her, nothing to make anyone hate her before meeting her.An ex-police officer was different, especially one with Malka's background. The beatings Kim's friends had endured left them traumatized and afraid of anyone in a blue uniform. Until two months ago Malka Chorno had been among the cruelest of the police officers, one of the worst tormentors of criminals. Now she was a criminal herself, precisely because. Helen blushed, and sat down. She picked up the morning paper and hid her face behind it.When Candy had finished eating she told Helen she was going to the mall to meet Amy. Helen had thought about picking up the conversation they had had the previous day but decided against it. If Candy wanted to talk, she would let Helen know.To her surprise, the two girls came back after only an hour and headed up to Candy’s room. Helen was in the living room catching up on the bills due to be paid. She.