"I spoke with the guys you suggested in town and explained what happened, they are sending out a tow truck, should be here about 11am. After I describ...d the damage, he said he should be able to fix it by next weekend."'God they are an attractive couple,' Drew thought to himself, and he could feel a stirring in his groin. "Lets have some breakfast and we'll see what we can sort out then," he replied. Once they were all seated around the table with the pile of toast, fresh tomatoes, cheese, cold. An emotion I can best describe as nostalgia, even though I obviously never experienced anything like that. It almost makes you wonder whether things like reincarnation are real. In silence the two of us are watching the credits roll by. Those are the best movies, you know. When you even watch the white text with the names of the actors in amazement. As if those letters will help in any way processing what you just experienced. And I don't even think the movie was that good. Don't get me wrong,. The stewardess looked back at her. Sam expected her to get mad or at least incredulous, but her smile enlarged and she answered "Sure, Ms." before heading to the guy, walking in a seductive way, waving her hips and removing her jacket in her path before kneeling in front of him."I'm from an older ultimate evil than your stupid terrorists and petty pedophiles." said the strange girl to Sam while the flight attendant unzipped the pants of the old man and grabbed his dick. "I'm a demon."The plane. We sat there eating that huge sandwich, drinking from our Coke bottles, and looking out on the serene, pastoral setting. It was very secluded. In the fifteen minutes that we'd been sitting there, not one car, or truck, had come by from either direction. In fact, I didn't remember seeing anyone else since we cleared Fullerton and started traveling on the dirt roads."These is a really good sandwich, you didn't make it, did you?" I caused it to be made, which is almost the same thing. I delegated.