He thought thatit must have been fate that he had to stay for the weekend, or he wouldhave been on his way home instead of killing time in a strange t...wnwithout any friends.His wife complained a lot about him not coming home for the weekend,but he explained that he didn't have the money to travel home and backby Monday. Reluctantly, she had to agree with him. He thought aboutmarking that on the calendar, it was a real rarity for her to agreewith anything he said.When they were first married,. I was short too, but much thinner than either of them, and had my dad’s dark complexion. We had been neighbors for years, and the two of them had long since been best friends. We all walked down the street, each of us swaying a bit from our buzzes. We got back to my house, and I headed to my room, intending to go straight to sleep. I stripped down to my boxers and slid into bed, but drunk as I was, I couldn’t sleep. I slid my boxers down to my ankles and began to gently stroke my cock,. "John smiled, "Don't worry, Steve wants you to get as many hours as you can get so you might help out here doing some instruction down the road. That'll be after a lot of flying, but it's a goal. It's fun too, as you get some hours while you're teaching."John made an appointment for me for Friday at nine in the morning for my examination. He said that first I would fly up to Brooksville where the examiner would be. The first hour or so would be an oral exam that would cover all of the questions. ’ He broke out into a big grin. ‘The day isn’t over yet,’ Ashley said, slapping his arm and walked into the kitchen. From the doorway, behind Kevin, Ashley pointed at him and gave Megan a stern look. Megan shot back with a look that could set off a war. Kevin looked at Ashley who smiled and wandered behind the fridge door. ‘What was that about?’ ‘Nothing. Just a little argument we were having earlier.’ Megan smiled and felt the corners of her mouth shaking. ‘So, the day hasn’t been great.