Do you mind if I take some time to check to make sure my equipment will work?" And spend some time boning up on the subject of shooting from the air, ...I thought."Oh, that's no problem, and I've got my own plane and I assume that you'd want me to fly for you." That sounds good. Oh, one question—can a window be taken out or opened so I don't have to shoot through the glass?"Jim just chuckled, "Oh, that won't be a problem, believe me!"We talked for a few more minutes and made tentative. ”“Sure Doc and I will have something for you to eat.” He grabbed his crotch obscenely as he left.She flopped into her chair exhausted.“Gross!” She thought. “I am such slut.”It was five o’clock when I finished a bath. Putting a dab of perfume ‘down below’. I paused at front door to say goodbye.“I might be later than I planned since there is a reception after. Love you.” And I was out the door.Parking in Brad’s driveway I was once again thankful for the perfect car. A white late model Volvo. The stylist after putting on a rubber apron begansmoothing a rich thick cream all over his body with the exception of hisface. Told to stand still until instructed otherwise, the three womentalked softly so that he couldn't hear what was being said.His skin began to burn and smell like rotten eggs. When he thought thathe couldn't stand it anymore, he was told to get under the shower. As hewashed, his skin began to shed all its hair. He gasped in both surpriseand horror as the hair flowed down. I made it out of high school a couple years early and tested pretty high on the SAT. I got a free ride to the University of West Virginia in Morgantown because I did so well on the math section, I guess. I always did test well. It was the fall of 1985 when I drove into Morgantown in my pickup. It looked like hell, but I'd torn it down to the frame and rebuilt it. It was a 1938 Chevy stake bed truck. It had a foot locker full of clothes and my tool boxes in the back. I was towing a rebuilt.