At first, I just see their overall shape, but as I approach, I see that she is a very attractive woman, maybe in her mid-20s. Her face is beautiful, h...r long straight blonde hair shines and her body is lovely - slim but not skinny, with lovely B cup breasts and shapely hips.She is dressed in jeans and a black short-sleeved top. She's sitting on a low sand dune, gazing out to sea, and she doesn't notice me until I am maybe ten metres away. When she does notice me, she turns her head, looks at me. You should meet her.”Vern stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hall of the hotel, checking the room numbers. Number 715 was at the end of the hall, and he knocked on the door.Susan opened the door with a big smile. “Vern. Thanks so much for coming. And you brought lunch, great.”Vern stepped into the room, which appeared to be the salon of a suite of rooms. He looked around. He said, “wow.”Susan stepped up and kissed him. She had shed her business suit jacket and was wearing a white. Mike Eagan, our maintenance officer, was ahead of me at the hangar. He was standing inside the hangar in apparent deep concentration, scowling out at the sheets of rain. I put my hand on his shoulder and asked, "What's got you in such a foul mood?"Mike jerked as I spoke and looked back at me seemingly still deep in thought. He replied, "I'm just trying to figure out how I can get a high power test on a couple of TF34s (turbofan engines) that the mechs in my training class just overhauled. I. Eventually he gave up when she informed him that attorney client confidentiality was a serious part of her reluctance to fly to Branson with me.The plane was new, tricked out beautifully, and the Air Force assigned a nurse/hostess to "look after" me. Apparently they were very concerned that a sixteen-year-old injured boy, who got that way trying to save the President of the United States, deserved exceptional care and sent an exceptional woman to do the looking after.Elin was Swedish, blonde,.