"Would you.. would you like to follow me home?" Oh very much so, very much," He chuckled and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the street. It was a ...mall miracle that I could even walk, the way my knees was shaking from the kiss. With a wave of his hand he hailed a cab, and we tumbled in to the backseat, laughing and smiling like maniacs. I turned to the driver and gave him my address, then quickly turned back to Gabriel. He still held my hand, watching me with an intense expression on his. If she hadn’t given me a job here...” her voice trailed off.“Yes that’s right ... if she hadn’t given you a job here, where would I have gotten a chance to get a message from your hands?” I said with a laugh.She smiled at that again, and replied “Jignesh bhai, if you needed me, all you would have to do is ask once. For you, I would have come to your house ... more...” and her voice trailed off again.Her hands were now gently kneading the muscles of my back near my neck, and I could feel my body. Naturally, the ground control communications frequency fell terribly silent after the verbal bashing of US Air 2771. Nobody wanted to chance engaging the irate ground controller in her current state of mind.Tension in every cockpit out around Gatwick was definitely running high. Just then an unknown pilot broke the silence and keyed his microphone, asking:Wasn’t I married to you once?The German air controllers at Frankfurt Airport are renowned as a short-tempered lot. They not only expect one. Their arguments were as fierce and uncivil as ever, but there was always that glint of recognition when they turned their gaze on each other, and remembered each other's bodies so well..."...over there." Aestu's hooves clicked and clacked as she paced back and forth upon the marble tiles of the great hall of the ruined Titan city, demonstrating through pantomime and pedantic lecture her battle plan to the motley crew she had assembled, in the most ad hoc manner possible.Her surprisingly.