We were slowly coming up with solutions to every challenge. We’d even figured out a way to use cc:Mail on the Macs and PCs and figured out how to co...nect the two together. What we hadn’t come up with was a good way to network everything together to share files and printers. Charlie and Terry were making progress on the changes and new code. I stabbed the button on the phone and lifted the receiver.“Hello, Dante,” I said.“What the hell are you doing to me?” he snipped.“What’s the issue?” I asked. “Are you ok?” I asked playfully.“Oh, god, yes,” she replied breathlessly. “Your cock is fuckin’ amazing. That was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. I can’t believe I came that hard from just having you inside me while you played with my clit.”“Really? The most intense, huh?” I asked, trying not to sound too sarcastic as I thought to myself, “Why do all women say that?”Leep obviously caught my sarcasm, “Yes, really,” she replied, sitting back so she could look at me.She was covered in a. ‘Mmmppphhh!’ I said. Chrissie nodded her agreement. ‘Tonya…you’re pregnant.’ Tonya stamped her bare foot. ‘No, I’m not! I had my period two weeks ago!’ ‘I believe you,’ said Chrissie, ‘but that doesn’t make you any less pregnant.’ ‘You can’t get pregnant from a glass dildo,’ said Tonya. ‘If that were the case, you and Erica would be knocked up. Besides, it’s not even been a week since the museum job!’ ‘True,’ mused Chrissie, ‘and you look like you’re six months along. Alright, take a home. I think the airlines keep us mainly for the image and the publicity." Did you every fly one of those old planes?" I asked."No, I flew a couple of small planes in flight school, but even those were computer-monitored. The computers stopped you from making a mistake or deviating from the flight plan. The annual certification tests and the training that leads up to them are all on simulators." That's too bad," I remarked. "Did you ever see one, at least?" Nope. Never flew one; never saw one..