Her hands tightly gripthe arms of her chair and the plane reaches her arrival gate. Shehurriedly grabs her stuff, bundles it in her arms and gets read... todeplane.Once off, she looks around to find the pictures for the bathroom. Sherushes in, washes her face, gets some fresh clothes on and goes toretrieve the rest of her baggage. Once she has all her bags, she goesthrough customs and starts looking for him, knowing how he will smell,how good she will feel, once she is in his arms.Finding him. Teacher excuses me to leave and I shake my head at the situation before getting up and pulling my backpack along with me. I keep my slightly slowed pace and slightly hunched posture that I’ve been using since I got out of the hospital. Also with my face only showing a light bruise around my right eye this is the best I’ve looked in years, which means two shades away from butt ugly. In the office I find Mom there filling out paperwork, looks like the emergency contact forms. Well that secret is. The kitchen smelled of fresh brewed coffee, bacon and eggs, hash browns, milk gravy and of course homemade rolls warming in the oven.The food was all fantastic. It was food the way God or Mother Nature or whoever was in charge these days had intended it. It wasn't chock full of growth hormones, it hadn't been engineered to make something bigger or prettier or more sell-able plus our re-energized taste buds and olfactory glands hadn't been worn down by a constant barrage of chemicals in the food. He shrugged as he said, "Let's get this started." Eager girl, I like that," Fran replied.Jordan nodded as he waited for direction. He decided then that as long ashe was modeling for Fran, he might as well have some fun with it.Fran saw his smile and said, "Okay, settle down, sweetie. Let's start offwith a simple pose for the full outfit."Jordan nodded as he followed her direction and posed with one hand on hiswaist while the other hung straight in front of his body as he stared tothe side..