"David had noticed that there was a significant difference between the plant at H&S and the one at Findley. There were a set of chutes and conveyors u...der the floor that carried everything to a bin at the rear. Merle had not used this very effectively because of how he routed stock around in the rear area. David's plan avoided that with the overhead trolley immediately behind the new turnstile doors. But these chutes would substantially improve movement of waste to the rear of the plant.. Another wave, and then another tossed her. Shefelt the urgency of the situation, and a growing sense of frustration.She was _fighting_ the waves; the rolling water had become her enemy.As a wave lifted her, Melinda glanced around, looking for her bearingsin the water. She spied the chair and another landmark, and figured shewas close to the spot. Taking a quick breath, she dove under into thewater.The water was much murkier than Melinda had thought. The beach wassandy, and the backwash of. "Listen Dan - I haven't had sex in nearly four years. If that's the last and only time we have left to . . fuck, good old fashion Anglo-Saxon word, sure, if you haven't lost your cherry, Momma will show you the ropes for the last hour of our lives, and make you wish we could screw forever. . . . Know why?" Uh . . because your horny, too?" Yeah . . more importantly, because I love you and of course would want to have you happy in the last minutes of your life, just as I have wanted you to be. "You hadthem do everywhere, man! I look like a little kid or something. Itwas just supposed to be a little chest hair, but I let you talk me intoletting it snowball into this. When I go back there after it all growsout again, I'm going to be more specific about what they do."Claude paused for a moment. Would it be better to tell him or not?After all is said and done, he did still consider himself a friend toDavid. "It's not all going to grow out again. They're not legallyallowed to call.