. but you couldn’t.”“And you can’t go by yourself.” I said. “Gather your shit and come on.”“Where are we going? What shit? Why are you...dressed for Crossroads? What?”“21 days is how many weeks?”“Umh ... three?”“How long did we have to wait?”“Well ... what are we waiting for?” She hollered at Cyn. “We’re going now.”“Let me connect Olaf.”“Who is Olaf?” I said.“Autopilot.”“Olaf?”“Got to name the helmsman something. Why not Olaf?”Cyn tramped down the companionway ladder. She started in about the. One drop area used up the valley was ‘drop-X, ‘ and it could only be approached from one direction, which meant encountering an air-pocket. Each run, some of the drop crew came back very air-sick, and the drivers were sometimes asked to act as replacement ‘kickers-out.’ One trip was enough to kill off any novelty of it.When we went overseas, my motor-cycle was replaced with a jeep. When our jeeps were off-loaded at Lae they caught the eye of the Colonel-in-Charge at base HQ and he promptly. Just as I reach for the ball my sister's light comes on. The tree is right outside her bedroom window. My sister Vicki is 18, a senior and one of the hottest girls in the town. She has a towel wrapped around her chest and one in her hair. She lets the towel in her hair fall away and her long auburn hair flows out of it. I fixate on her. She removes the towel from her body and I can see her tits and the little strip of hair above her pussy. She grabs some lotion and starts rubbing it over her. But I dove for it, hoping to throw the guy out running to third. And once again I watched in agony as the ball ticked off the end of my glove.There was no chance for Matt to save me this time. The ball trickled across the third base line as the runner rounded third. Matt made a tremendous effort to reverse course and scrambled after the ball. But by the time Tommy caught the ball, the Crest View team was already celebrating their win. I just lay there on the ground, trying to blink the tears.