Loving another means being willing to change those things within and without ourselves, to accept love over pain. For Her he was willing to change. Po...try was the smoke-filled air that made his chest ache, velvet were the sheets that could not house enough warmth on the chilled night but, somehow, were more than enough to make his arms slick with the slightest sheen of sweat. The girders that made him were not undone by Her but by his willingness to accept the healing Love could gift. Such is. They started with confirmation that the C5 was safely on the ground and in the process of being unloaded. Caleb was there to open the hangar for the crew.Robbie was still going to make the 6 choppers this week and we still had 6 ready to be delivered somewhere. Now with the engine fiasco in Angola, one flight was going to have to be dedicated to moving six Suburbans to Kampala with the C130s making single deliveries of them.There was another secret flight for the agency as soon as the C5 was. I pulled the one finger out, held up my hand with that digit still extended, then using my other hand, I pulled out my index finger like it was the blade on a jack knife. Now I held up two fingers. I moved the fingers up to Gloria's mouth. She was confused at first, then opened her mouth and sucked on those fingers. When she was really getting into that I pulled them out rapidly and moved them down to her slit. When I shoved my fingers into her she gasped and squealed again.She was grinding. "Is there someplace we could get changed?" At the flight attendant's skeptical look, Lenore explained what she wanted and why. Nodding, the flight attendant led them to the galley up front, behind the cockpit door, and pulled the curtain for them.After he shaved in the lavatory, Lenore had to help Shiplett with his jacket over the bandage, but when they came out of the galley, both wore White Service Dress with their other clothing stuffed in Lenore's rucksack. The change drew many stares from.