We'll plan on going to the races Saturday night. From the air it looks like a good track.The next stage is Portage to Arcadia for lunch and on to Lake...Betsie and Frankfort. The SNJ has a range of 730 miles at 140 mph but there's no sense in being stupid about it. Landing fees and gas is lots cheaper than running out up there.Frequent landings would allow us to check things. Our SNJ is VERY used, a 1944 model. The logs document a thousand arrester gear landings and there's nothing like a. I ASKED WHY HE WAS HOME SO EARLY AND HE SAID HIS GF AND HIM HAD A FIGHT. I ASKED WHAT HAPPENED, ALL HE SAID HE WAS CURIOUS TO WHO ALL THE GUYS WERE THAT ADDED HER ON FACEBOOK. SHE THOUGHT HE WAS BEING TOO JEALOUS AND THEY STARTED TO ARGUE, SO HE LEFT. I KIND OF FELT BAD FOR HIM, BECAUSE I GET REALY JEALOUS ALSO, SO HOPING TO PUT A SMILE ON HIS FACE, AS WE CHATTED, I SPREAD MY LEGS AND BEGAN TO FLICK MY BEAVER. HE NOTICED BUT CONTINUED TO CHAT, I FIGURE HE WASNT IN THE MOOD, FOR SEX, BUT IT WAS. She wanted him inside her now! Push! Do this!Her mouth opened, lusting, desiring, as she felt his tip push into her, “OH!” she felt a hurt, a tear, now too tense, too big? She didn’t want to stop, but he urged her to; “Baby, condom.” She heard his voice reminding needing protection. She lifted off his shaft, and she felt wanting, incomplete. She slid backward as he placed the condom on his penis. Big! Too Big?He focused her back to his face, to his eyes. He held her, warmly, softly, she felt. THE NIGHTMy couch was always my favorite spot in this big room; a quiet sanctuary from a busy day, or just a great place inside to drink a beer in front of the fire. With Sarah beside me it was the very best place on earth. We finished the things we had brought in to eat and settled close together to watch the meadow out the large window to our left. She took my right hand and brought it over into her lap where she held it in both of hers. This was something she had done a several times before.