The wedding was in one day. Bill was excited to travel. He had been working hard at the hospital for months with no break. But he hated flying. To say...Bill was a white knuckle flier was an understatement. The plane had all but just taken off, and already he was freaking out. He had already taken his vicodin and codeine to sleep, and was three beers deep. Normally, he didn’t drink, but now he needed it. His heart still raced intently.He heard the door of the bathroom shut, and he let out a sigh. THEY KNEW what was being asked of me! But, did they truly understand the very high price I was going to have to pay? I didn't think so, because I didn't even really know! I had to really understand this and I hoped they had the answers.I prayed to God silently and with all my heart and soul for His guidance and help. (Funny how this thought just popped in my mind at that very nano-second!) What popped into my head was this. "In truth God is not a he or a she. God is the perfection of both and. After a few more drinks, I glanced at the clock it was midnight. ''Look at the time. I best go....'' Before I could finish my sentence, she kissed me. ''I'm sorry but I...'' She kissed me again only this time she put her tongue in my mouth. It took me a second to get used to it but I did. We tongue wrestled for what seemed ages. When we pulled away, her eyes was full of sexual desire. She jumped off the stool and grabbed my hand. We rushed to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. We once. She was used to her colleague's small mindedness, but it was always a disappointment just how limited he could be."I assure you, Neil, not only is it possible, it's actual. I've done it." She stepped back dramatically, arm raised, guiding his gaze to the large metal cube that occupied the front of her laboratory. "I've built a time machine."He stared at the object. It was constructed of stainless steel, and its smooth sides reflected the harsh work lights, making it gleam brightly. Each face of.