"Wilson I'm going to go on vacation," I said."Where you going?" he asked."I think I have decided to fly airplanes. I'm going to find a flight school. ...'m sure I can get into one with no flying experience. Well I have flown commercial as a passenger a few times." I said. Best I can figure, if I go to the school all day everyday it will take me about two weeks to get a license for a small plane. I am going to call a guy I know who does fly, Just to see if I can get the name of a good flight. I obeyed, and he told me to open my legs, and bring my feet toward my thighs. M***r laid down and showed me what he meant. When I was in position, he took my other hand, put it to my mouth, and told me to lick my middle finger, making sure to get it nice and wet. Then he pulled that hand down to my butt, and told me to stick out my wet middle finger. He used that finger to circle and rub my an*s. Wow, I thought I felt good before...this was great. Little did I know that it was about to get even. Despite what Officer Worthington's training and experience dictate, there was absolutely no reason for him to go opening sealed containers that were too small to harbor the five-foot eleven, one hundred and eighty-three pound man they were searching for. It doesn't matter that, in Officer Worthington's experience, such bowls typically contain drugs. As a California peace officer and representative of the government, he had no right to start opening Mr. Tisdale's belongings." All right then,". "You and me are going to have to run the Kremmling turn." What?" Josh said, rolling over. He'd brought up the idea of getting a summer job at the railroad with his dad months ago, but had been shot down; insurance said he had to be 18."Bud ain't too happy about it," Josh's father said. "But he figures he owes you. He says a diesel maintainer back in three months is better than a diesel maintainer dead, so he got a rider on the insurance for you and your buddy. Now, we're short a brakeman, so.