Of course that wasn't the morning to try it. I turned to home and landed the bird safely. It was a great flight, then I toughed out the ride back to t...e barge/house. That big wheel was going to kill me I decided. I loved it for rides around town but it was to much pedaling for the ride to the airfield. Sill the idea of some exercise before the flight and then a hour or so in the air before I began the day was appealing on some level.Wilson would love it because I didn't get ready to open the. She pointed to a town north of Mexico City, “Lecheria, that was nice. We stayed for two weeks, 14 days. Rested. Hid from the thieves. A lot of kidnappers too.”Pilar, looking at the map, remembering, smiled angelically, “San Luis Potsi. The best. Three weeks, no fears.” A Catholic migrant shelter. About halfway through Mexico.She pointed, “This was nice too. Saltillo.” A safe haven, relatively safe, less than three hours from the Rio Grande.Pilar sighed, “Reymosa. We could see the river. But had. I found them in the lagoon. They were frolicking in the water.Coral, with her blue hair and small tits, saw me first. “Brother!” she squealed. “It’s our brother.”She swam towards the sandy beach as I stepped into the warm water of the lagoon. It rose quickly to my knees, the air full of the salty aroma. I dove forward into the water as Coral reached me. She pressed against me, her belly round with our daughter.She kissed me on the mouth, her lips passionate. I loved the feel of her against me. On the day before I departed back to Earth Signifier Tess and Operations Officer Popov led me back to the orphanage to say goodbye to everybody. First thing was Mary Popov removing my kynodesme--that string thing holding up my penis. Or perhaps that was thing string? I expected that I'd be the only naked human in the place. Only Tess and Mary wore anything--everybody else, concubines and children, were naked. One by one I hugged each orphan and each unattached concubine. Then I was in the.