We have a lot of Blackhawks and a few Bell 407s scattered around Africa, Asia, the Middle East and South America,” I replied.“I see you also have ...ther Lockheed aircraft in your flight line,” Mr. Black replied.“We have a little of everything in the flight line; Beechcraft, Cessna trainers and Cessna business jets, Gulfstream G5s, 450, 550, Bombardier 200s, C130s, C5, Thrush crop dusters and Bell 407 choppers,” Lorrie replied. I could tell Lorrie had some pride in the aviation division.A group. The directions were adequate. I missed the place the first time, which, for a big box store is hard to do, but it was set back from the road and not visible from the direction I was driving. My phone rang as I was pulling into the parking lot and Janice gave me the quick update. We could do wireless. Christine's machine needed a card, but the others had wireless adapters on-board. She also suggested I bring back a couple of lengths of cable in case we needed to hook up to their data connection.. I wrapped my arms around her, and pulled her close, pulling her breasts into me, feeling her pelvis bump mine. Her lips were soft, and tasted of a cherry lip gloss when our lips parted and I ran my tongue across them. Happy birthday to me! As she continued kissing me, she began guiding me towards the room’s bed. Not breaking contact, I lowered her down to it, winding up side by side, continuing to make out. My dick stiffened, and as close as we were, I knew she could feel it. It was at least 15. The lock whirred. I opened the door and led my sister in.It was dark inside. The soft scent of spice filled the air. Candles burned, golden light dancing. I could just see the bed and a pair of long, naked thighs on white covers. I guided my sister forward, whispering, “Don’t make any sounds. Just enjoy this.”She whimpered and the legs moved. Mom made a wanton, wordless moan in answer.More and more of her naked body was revealed, her legs leading up to the thick, brown bush between her thighs.