The garage roared open and then closed. All was silent.Now the waiting.I was reduced to staring feverishly out of my window by the time Heather finall... came into view. She was bundled up in a heavy coat, hat, and mittens, hefting an even larger limb than the one from the day before. She laughed when she saw my face in the pane, tossing the now superfluous tree aside. I gestured to the front door and then ran to let her in.“Wow, looks like someone’s been a bit impatient this morning!” she. Right there. That feels soo good! I’ll give you an hour to stop,” she said jokingly.“I would gladly do this for an hour, Leslie,” I said before I thought about it.“Really? That’s a nice thought, Mr. Collins.”“Why don’t you call me Bill?”“Okay, Bill,” she said as she stood up, turned around, and put her arms around my neck. She was so close that I could have kissed her very easily.“Does your back hurt anywhere? I’d like to return the favor,” she said as she started to massage the back of my. At least if I was wearing jeans I could tuck it into the waistband but the plan was to go to the gym after college, so I was wearing sweat pants. I looked down at my crotch and I was pitching a tent and it was really obvious.I heard Joan coming up the stairs and I kind of leaned forward to try and hide my boner. This woman had me so horny and she hadn’t a clue. Joan came over and leaned over to put the glass of water down beside me. I turned around to say thanks and got a wonderful view of her. ”“There is a welcoming committee in the terminal; family, friends and some news reporters.”“Hanna, your colleagues and competitors are upset that you pulled off a coup. They are waiting for you. Honey, you are on your own,” I added with a laugh.Andy and his men spirited the cargo to the armory through the cargo doors away from the terminal, using one of the foul weather covered baggage carts, and into our secured hangar. They did this while the masses were busy in the terminal.Vicky and I were.