" Finn was consulting the forest service map. "If we take the road along the edge of the canyon and go about a mile, we should be able to see the turn...ff to the Bathsheba. Looks like there's a bunch of switchbacks going the rest of the way up."Liv nodded and headed for the snow covered shelf road. On one side of the white ribbon was a sheer rock face, on the other, a canyon drop-off. The going became treacherous as the road narrowed. It was barely wide enough for the armored SRT-8, and Liv. The humans aboard the Bunte Kuh were bored. Objectively, they knew how much time they’d spent isolated from the remainder of the universe, but the days, hours, minutes, and seconds felt like the drops of water of the Chinese water torture.Most had engaged in prolonged physical activity: sex, sports, sex, hand-to-hand combat practice, sex. Quite a few, Boats included, had taken as much sleep training/education as they could stand. These activities might have been denied them but for Clarence. “We have a little of everything in the flight line; Beechcraft, Cessna trainers and Cessna business jets, Gulfstream G5s, 450, 550, Bombardier 200s, C130s, C5, Thrush crop dusters and Bell 407 choppers,” Lorrie replied. I could tell Lorrie had some pride in the aviation division.A group of men came into the terminal wearing the Sikorsky logo on their uniform jackets and caps.“Looks like the technicians are here. Lets take them to your shop and look things over, and then I would like a private. Jenny knew it was a situation she needed to get out of fast. Divide and conquer she thought. If I confuse him, I’ll lose him she thought. Jenny began throwing pillows in every direction. Jim scratched his head in bewilderment. He than began to add the whole situation up. Just in a really bad way. Jenny knew he would beat his meat at night. She would come in at that time. Cum in. he thought. They were arguing, both showing anger. Pillows were being thrown around. .