. ? Not my place to say." I forced a smile to appear on my face, and desperately cast around; trying to find a safe subject that wouldn't lead to me a...king her if she had any choice on how far they were going. After a couple seconds, I was able to come up with SOMETHING. "Listen, do you need a cleanup crew after the party's over, or something? My folks know I'm over here, and as long as things aren't too out of hand, I'd be glad to pick things up"."Nah, that's ok... Johnny and I will clean. Lets take them to your shop and look things over, and then I would like a private meeting with you and Lorrie,” Mr. Black replied.The meeting with Robbie went well; it was a really good group discussion. The factory techs wanted to know the process our helicopter techs used.Robbie began the explanation, “First we have to reassemble the rotor blades on the chopper; they have to remove them to ship them. At least they identified the position they were removed from to help with balancing. Then we. She scooped it up and ran in made a lay-up. "In your face, as she stuffed the ball into my abdomen, knocking wind out of me. By now dark skies appeared overhead distant sound of thunder clapped over the horizon. We both decided to head in as we did arm-in arm the phone rang I ran in grabbed it, it was my uncle. I turned it over to her and went back to sunroom to watch the darkening skies."Well your uncle has meeting tonight won't be home till around 11."Well, that's cool. I didn't pick veggies. Must be a smoker. Wouldn’t I smell cigarettes if there was a smoker in my apartment? I can smell a smoker a mile away. But our whole apartment smells like cigarettes, you idiot. It’s an old house with five apartments. Jenn and I are the only non-smokers in the fucking house. I’m pretty sure that every person that has ever lived here smoked. The walls are yellow and brown. All of them. Even the gray carpets have a brown tinge to them. It’s actually kind of gross. It almost kept us from taking.