"Yeah, I am going away for a few days and wondered about you and Steve getting together for some fun," said Gaby."Are you serious?" responded Mandy."H..., yeah, that is what he said; it seems that he wants to shag you and you want him, so why not?" replied Gaby."You are setting me up with your lover boy?" said a still incredulous Mandy."Yes, but I expect to join in when I come back," chuckled Gaby."You dirty slag, you want a threesome," laughed Mandy."Yes, should be fun, don't you think?" giggled. No," I said, realizing her misunderstanding. "I like ... throw one out, and get a new one. Every few weeks."Mom rolled her eyes. "You're throwing away my towels?!" As if this was the crime of the century. Funny that she could really care less about my masturbating, but she was mad about me throwing away towels. I guess, looking back on it now, that's not so messed up as a lot of people are.Guiltily, I just lowered my eyes and said, meekly, "sorry, mom."There was a short silence. Then she said,. . they just don't have many entries."(Restored? Homebuilt?) "No ... not restored. Original."(Serial number?) "ZU-35117, ZU-35118, Fuselage numbers are ZU-117 and ZU-118."(What kind of numbers are those?) "US ARMY AIR FORCE."(When were they issued?) "1945."(Ok ... we're not getting anywhere ... let's try this. Date of first flight?) "April 1945"(Where?) "Lock Haven."(Where?) "Piper factory ... test flight" Oh ... This might help." I read from the log,"Successful test flight. 4/45 AK Johns." Bill. He led me to the back porch to the oversized swing with plush pillows padding the hardwood. I sat down curling my feet under me. He handed me a glass of whiskey and took the seat beside me. “Are you okay with what happened?” He asked in a quiet voice. I couldn’t help but laugh at his concern.“I think I should be asking you that. I pretty much jumped you at the door,” I said trying to contain the laughter I still felt.Jared just shook his head his grin slowly forming, “That’s right. This is.