They learned to fly multi engine bombers in six days and a few nights. The FAA hated issuing them licenses but it's hard to buck the Marines."Well ......come on in. Let's get started." Harold led the way to a small class room. He turned on some lights and unlocked a case. "It's going to be hot today. Megan picked a good one for the gathering."He switched on the air-conditioning and motioned them to the desks. "Got money? Bags of it? It used to be cheap to learn to fly. Damn Democrats have made it. ” James stopped after an hour of this, clearly displeased with his progress. With a sigh he got himself in order and left his room. ‘Why’s he still here?’ James thought to himself while watching Dr. Skay excitedly lecturing the now very dead looking, still standing corpse of Harvy.He was so lifeless in fact, that the flies were busy making a little home for themselves inside his listless mouth and his eyes looked like they’d turned to glass as he just stood there letting Skay lecture at him on. She moved to sit next to Thomas as he unsealed the envelope and pulled out a black sheet of paper with gold writing, which read:“We hope you enjoyed your dinner. It’s on us. We hope, too, that this is only the first of many dinners to come.The Dessert Club requests the pleasure of your company tonight, and for many nights to come.Please RSVP as quickly as you can.”Abigail felt butterflies in her stomach. She was gratified to have been accepted. And she was oh-so-tempted, but her mind simply. "I looked over. "Kate - I am your dad. And I love you." Ya, I love you too dad." A pause, then "But do you think I'm sexy?" Kate - you are very pretty." I replied a bit exasperated.Kate responded dejectedly, "That's not the same thing. You don't think I'm sexy." Ok, ok, yes, I think you are very sexy." I said trying to cheer her up.Silence, then very quietly... "Have you ever fantasized about me?" Jesus, Kate - I'm your dad!" Please, tell me? I want to know." she pestered."Alright, yes. I have.