He turned and left.He noticed that there was no one in the office, and assumed Susan was away for the holiday period. He greeted the woman who was the...temporary incumbent, who returned the greeting with a pleasant smile. Victor was pleased that the woman did not know who he was. He liked being anonymous, and belatedly felt a little irked that George had told Susan who he was.Susan. He had to admit that he had thought of her a lot during his stay in Scotland. She had not called or tried to. The landing gear was like a plane, with fixed tires for the rear and a single swivelling tire on the front. Presumably so the fighters could be pushed around by hand in the landing bay or during construction. You could tell they were designed for both space and atmospheric use, as you could see the lateral thrusters on the aileron of each wing, on the rear elevators and on the tail fin, which looked like the entire thing turned rather than just having a rudder.The tail fin sported the Atlantean. Sat cross-legged outside our hut was an old native. How old I couldn't tell, but he could have been anywhere between 50-80 years old."What do you want?" I asked aggressively."You've got a petty young white women," she whispered."What!" I snapped, "What's my wife got to do with anything." Everything," he chuckled.I got very angry and advanced towards him, intent on physically removing him. I got within a few feet when he held up his hand and I was stopped in my tracks."What the fuck?" I spat."I. Jet was indeed on duty that day, as a roan mare with one white stocking was studiously trying to ignore him. Jet was not playing her game however, and kept nipping her flank to keep her from moving away. Jake walked up behind Louisa and slipped his arms around her waist.“Learning anything?” he asked.“I think you and Jet are a lot alike. Both of you have a lot of mares to take care of,” she replied.“Well, I hope old Jet loves his mares the way I love all of you,” Jake said.“I wonder how you can.