"You slut! Who do you think you're trying to snow, anyway? Some half-assed kid out of the hills? You were helping him, not me... or don't you call try...ng to bite my cock off fighting against someone? You're in this up to your cunt, you filthy bitch, and by God you'll talk or I'll beat the ever-loving shit out of you!" His own lewd threats shocked even him, for never in his life had he allowed himself such full reign of his emotions -- but that was the new Roger Carmel. Even the old one would. ” It was getting late by this time and since we both had to get up early for work the next morning I simply gave her a goodnight kiss on the cheek then went back to my room and fell asleep with thoughts of Lia on my mind. The following night I was checking out some things on my computer and I got an e-mail from Lia that read {If you want to watch me play with myself again, come to my room}. I did not bother wasting the time to write a reply and within seconds went to join her. To my. Please. And, Charlie, take her with you. Better yet. SHEILA?” She opened the door and stuck her head in. “Does the brat have any appointments today?”“He was supposed to meet with Frank about the schedule, but I guess he can just go in his office and talk to himself. Wouldn’t be the first time.”“He’s leaving. You’re covering for Brenda again. We need to see if she gets air sick.”“Boss, you know she has a PPL, right? Her dad flies one of those fast little turbo things.”(“TBM 850, Sheila. A turbo. If they weren't top secret ... well ... need to know and you don't." You're not going to tell us?" Nope. But you're getting quite a bonus for the lower lake survey. I can tell you that there's a whole hell of a lot more aircraft than were reported lost. War propaganda. There's so much still covered by the War Powers Act. Even your survey won't be released until 2005." He sighed, "The coastal surveys are extremely important to commerce and those will be released in chart form as soon as they can.