" Good, that's what I've been telling John. He thought you needed some more time to get your feet on the ground, but I think you need responsibility s... you can hit the ground running when you start working full time." When is that?" I asked.She looked at me for five seconds before answering. "Next summer of course." I guess that rules out my staying at Pontiac for a fifth year," I said, thinking that it was a good thing I'd been cautious and only scheduled one architectural course for the. Crap.I said, "David, a summer show in Phoenix is deadly. Gary graciously put off his show this fall for the opening here in Denver. I won't put him off until next fall because you want a spring show."Frazier smiled and nodded. Bailand didn't look happy."How about a summer show, David?" I said.He frowned and said, "I'll have to check my bookings."Which was hogwash. A gallery owner knew his schedule like the back of his hand. "Do that and get back to me," I said and looked at each of the gallery. Sheila smiled looking at his fast growing tent. Hari was feeling awkward and held on to his towel thinking it might fall off. Sheila asked if she could accompany him for training. Hari said yes and he told her he had to get dressed. Sheila said good night and left.Hari dropped his towel and started stroking himself. He had to relieve himself. Myra stepped out and asked who was at the door. Hari grabbed her , threw her on the bed , stripped her and entered her. Myra was surprised at this sudden. When they disengaged from their task, they signaled by blatts from very powerful air horns.“I guess that’s a sign,” she said.“Yeah...” I wiggled morning wood into delightful contact. “Or not...”“Come on, cap’n. You KNOW we’ll have time out on the waterway...”The two of us have the morning routine, several of ‘em, actually, down pat. This one is the ‘we want to have a full day’s trip for a goal’ routine. Faces washed, teeth brushed, dressed with clothes suitable for motoring through.