“A few words in the right ears, you get to stop slogging along with the herd, you break free, and you SOAR...”“I dunno if I’m READY to soar,�... Sandy said. “You people have real wings...”“But they’re gentle wings,” I said. “Almost like a butterfly’s...”“Uh-huh,” Deena inserted. “That guy flew that old biplane into OUR new field. Cindy can’t WAIT to see it. That’s not a butterfly. That thing’s so ugly that the ground hates it, that’s why it flies...”“It’s a beautiful piece of aeronautical. In reading the paper he saw the big ad for the home improvement show that was being held this weekend at Tropicana field. Jill and he previously had a discussion on replacing the rugs in their condo with ceramic tile. They had decided on the color of the tile but hadn’t yet gotten around to getting estimates on what the total cost would be. Greg had a ballpark idea on what the cost would be because of a conversation he had with an insurance adjustor friend. At the show he should be able to get. I started kneading the soft flesh of her ass with my hands and I pressed my face against her just above her mound. I could feel the warmth of her through the fabric. I could hear her sighing contentedly.My hands found the elastic banding of her pantyhose and panties and I slowly began to peel them from her, tugging them past her hips and pushing the fabric down her legs. Once again I looked up and once again she steadied herself as I slipped the garments past her feet and summarily tossed them. The sheer weight of the responsibility for what was about to happen weighed them down as if an actual, palpable weight was atop their shoulders.As they worked they all prayed silent prayers that the disaster would be as small as possible. They knew for sure the train was going to derail, but maybe the death toll wouldn’t be so high. Maybe the whole train would make it over the bridge. Slim chance, sure, but they were hopeful. Maybe not too many people would be hurt; maybe not too badly. Maiming.