Driving home that afternoon, Sandy admitted to herself that neither young man was in Sonny's league in terms of looks or personality. What they did ha...e going for them though was that they were both very interested in her, and were seemingly both anxious to be in her company under her terms. She concluded that they would both do nicely in solving her current main problem, being home on a weekend without a date. It was past time, at least in her opinion, that she stopped moping after Sonny and. I was flying without a wingman and when everyone split up and rolled over and dove towards the bombers, I followed. I shoved the throttles all the way to the stop and in moments my plane was shaking.I streaked straight through the fighters and rolled and turned and then touched the red button. A bright red trail exploded away from the plane and streaked out and hit one of the bombers. One wing was ripped off as it exploded and I flashed under it as I pulled up and rolled to fire another. His look darkened and he stormed out. She immediately realized her mistake, woke Marisol, gathered together a few things and left the house. Inga was tall, blond and beautiful, Emilio had really poured on the charm when they were dating, they had only dated a few months before they were married. He'd told her that he was a coffee importer, he was, but what he hadn't told Inga was that his main import was cocaine. Emilio was very good at keeping the nature of his business from his wife, friends. Just as her eyes were rolling in her head and she knew she must be about to pass out, the descent of the monstrous appendage down her throat opened a pocket of air around her nose and could manage to breathe again, although in such an awkward and painful way that she could barely think. The oxygen flooding into her brain was such a relief that she felt a surge of gratitude toward the creature for forcing its oily member down her throat and allowing her to breathe. All her concentration was bent.