One evening I had come back from a particularly stressful day at the office. It wasn’t the most professional of places. The upper management would c...rcle jerk all day long, recruitment didn’t have a clue about what makes a good worker, even the eye candy that the director hired to sit on reception looked like the love child of Jabba the Hutt and Boris Johnson. Two of my understudies had decided to come into work coked out of their head, my laptop wouldn’t boot no matter how many times I started. ”“I kinda figured. Just take your vitamins.” He nodded towards Haley and Deena. They’re watching. Smiling.One thing about it, Cindy CAN fly. Three-point landing, too.When Mister Dukes left, that left me arguing with Cindy.“I am NOT letting you fly the first leg home.”“I just flew ‘er, Wally.”“Cindy, I KNOW these things.”“It’s an airplane,” she said. “Less horsepower than your Air Tractor or my Pilatus...”“If that engine blows, this thing will glide like a cinder block.”She looked at me. Green. I said how could i listen to lectures when i have such a beauty near my home. She said you r very naughty ranji. And then i asked her if she had any children. She became sad. I had to console her. She said that she had a boy but had died in an accident in which she and her husband escaped luckily. I became very sad.To cheer her up i started praising her beauty. She blushed all the way and she said you can flatter any woman ranji. I confirmed that she has flattered for me.. I could see that in. At their age neither man was particularly agile; however, neither was the out of shape Tim. He threw a wild ineffectual punch each time one feinted missing every time. This continued for about five minutes, by which time Tim was sweating heavily and his punches were noticeably sluggish. Antwaun lunged in, grabbing Tim in a headlock with a grip that shocked the rapidly tiring man. Seeing his opportunity Toby pounced on him from behind Tim and ripped his boxers down to his knees. With a crazed.