Mary nodded again. “I know you are angry with her,” she said, “but she is still my grandmother, and I love her.”“She asked me to go too,” ...aid Jules. “She says I can have access to the Everson library and research the bond.”I sighed. I knew I shouldn’t have been surprised that she would have assembled a diverse collection of carrots and sticks.“So,” I said. “What does everyone think? Do you want to go or not?”“I want to go,” said Amanda.“Me too,” said Mary.I looked at Jules. “Jules?”She. “Yes I have.” “Oh really, what’s your favorite position?” Again I was learning just how cutthroat she was. “Mmmhp…doggie.” “Oh yea, mine too,” she said as she directly stared at me from a side glance, smiling mischievously. We reached the fork, where she slowed down to a stop, and I followed suite. “How many girls have you been with?” I was studying her beautiful face now that we were facing each other, how the sweat trickled down her tanned freckled cheeks. “Only three.” “How about a. " She pointed at the right-hand seat and settled herself in the left. That amazing young woman just ... fit. She busied herself with assorted buttons, knobs and levers. The customary whine of a jet engine spooling up, followed shortly after by the second. I donned the headset, but absolutely was not going to touch anything else.Jen poked her finger. "Flaps. Undercarriage." then went back to what she was doing. "Tower, Golf, Echo, Alpha, Sierra, Golf. Request taxi to active runway." Roger,. Todd’s hair, usually an unkempt tousle of late, was slicked back with gel and he wore sunglasses, unnecessary but stylish, pushed up to the top of his head. His jeans were charcoal gray and hugged tightly to his body, but not as tightly as the shirt tucked into them The white t-shirt gleamed, courtesy of Liz’s laundry prowess, and fit like a kid glove, meaning that a kid could probably wear it. Todd’s abs, not a 6 pack, but still evident, could be seen easily under the fabric, while his arm.