What if the computer program Jerry raved about hadn’t worked? There was no answer to his ring. Feeling nervous but hopeful, Louis pushed open the do...r. ‘Mrs. Weston?’ he called out. ‘It’s Louis Field. Your husband Jerry asked me to come by…?’ Getting no response, Louis stepped in and closed the front door behind him. He was in the foyer of the large house. The computer was in the den, off to right of the living room, Jerry had told him. Louis wiped his feet on the throw rug before going in,. I want to be with you... forever." Isn't it a bit soon..." started Mioki, letting the other woman interrupt just as she knew she would."It isn't too soon to know I've never felt this way about anyone before." And you want us to live happily ever after?" smiled Mioki."And what's wrong with that. This isn't twenty years ago. Women do live with women now. There's even a state or two where we could..." My dear Cathy," interrupted Mioki smiling, not even realizing she was using the same epithet as. Thus, when they finally neared the ship he was both nervous and a little relieved.Examining it from a distance, he could easily see why it had been difficult to describe the shape as it looked like every time they thought of something, they'd simply tacked it onto the side. It certainly didn't look like the slipstreaming faster-than-light ships from the movies. It wasn't exactly a thing of beauty, but it had a certain imposing structure all its own. It was very utilitarian. It was built to do a. They screw up my sleep pattern,” she continued.I took another swig, and said “Yeah, I here ya. It’s so damned hard to sleep on planes.”She finished her drink and ordered another. After a beer and ½ duty called and I went to use the restroom. I was feeling a little buzzed from the alcohol and thought if maybe this will be the flight where I join the exclusive “Mile High Club”. I often fantasized about sex on an airplane. Part of the excitement is the thrill associated with the possibility.