So ... are you going to rent me the plane or what? Because we plan to put at least fifteen hours on it before we bring it back. I'm sure the gentleman...who runs Cambridge Aircraft over there would be willing to collect our one twenty-five per hour if you're not."It was this logic that served to sway Jameson. He finally agreed to entrust his aircraft to her. Ken followed him into the office to fill out the rental paperwork and put down the deposit with his credit card, which was funding the bulk. Hi, eh do you want to come inside for a minute to talk about, eh, this morning? he said awkwardly. Nothing happened this morning. Dont worry about it, she said softly and began to turn away. He grabed her arm, far from painfully and said.Please just come in so we can talk about it. It would really put my mind at ease to know that youre okay. Alright then, I suppose I can give practice a miss for one day, she said giving him a light smile and looking into his clear blue eyes. She settled down on. I wanted sun. I wanted fresh air. I wanted to take my clothes off. Hell, I wanted to beat off, but I figured I'd better wait to see what might happen."How about we lie out in the sun for a while, OK?"Jim put down the book he was reading."She's not out there, you know."I knew that."I know that. So what?" Sure."Anyway, we ended up in the side yard, our usual place, in our Speedos. Jim was swimming as well, so we were dressed for it even if we weren't all that good. Not yet, anyway.We knew enough. My aunt said I have to come up here to find outabout my trust fund, inheritance, and legacy. Brutella nodded curtly andsaid, "Yes, Sissy." He glared at her and wanted to know, "What did youjust call me?" "Why, I called you 'Sir', Sir." "Yeah?" he snapped."When I get my trust fund, inheritance, and legacy, I'm going to own thisplace and then I'll fire you." They both paused, as if to consider thistelling plot point. Then Brutella made a formal bow and responded, "Yes,Sally." Jimmy almost.