” “What papers?” “You membership and that you understand the risks.” He said then let me go inside. On the right I saw sort of a reception...desk where an old lady welcomed me with a big smile on her face. “What can I do for you, sweetie?” she asked me as I was looking at her, speechless. She was naked, her saggy tits where over her belly and she had a real rain forest down there. “The guard said I should sign some papers?” “A new member! Marvelous! Just a minute, dear.” As the old lady. You know what? If she were outside on the street in the middle of rush hour and he asked her, she would have done the same thing. That's Ali, too."But back to the physical. I was just having fun, but I was going to really give them both a workout. I ran them through every test medical science has yet conceived. The results? Let me make it short. I ran the results of the tests through age-rated tables. Know what happened? For Dad, his physical performance is in the top 1 percent ... for. "Oh shit! Where are my manors? Can I get either of you anything to eat, or drink?" I stood up ready to go to the kitchen."Doug, you have been missing for over a month, and before that you were on assignment in Brazil. Do you actually have anything in your refrigerator?" Gwen knew me so well."Better than that, I have freshly made groceries!" I scurried to my stash of food that I had brought with me. There were some of those weird fruits, which reminded me of grapes, the size of softballs, some. Gonna be up there three days, so we’re just dropping them off. Have some other passengers from Richmond that are coming down for the Panthers game, so flying them to Charlotte, then leaving the G5 there for a charter Wednesday morning. I think Steve and Brenda have to take it to New Orleans. Anyway, Max is my co-pilot tomorrow. We’ll rent a car and drive back.’ Max, Steve and Brenda were three of the 15 or so pilots employed by MHC, Inc., an air charter company started and run by Howard.