It was five in the morning and Gabe had to get ready for the game at Pendicon Field later in the day. He rubbed a free hand over his eyes and was hesi...ant to get out of bed. Feeling his movement, Samantha scrunched her nose and moved her head against his chest, her eyes blinking open before turning up to his face. With a sleepy smile and a gravelly voice, she whispered to him, ‘Good morning.’ Gabe sighed, this was his favorite part of the day. Every day that started with her waking up with him. I felt a flash of disappointment as her marvellous globes and sensual curves disappeared into the fabric.When she was done,she looked like the respectable Mrs.Desai once more.Giving her a final peck on the lips,I saw her to the door.Before leaving,she whispered, "I'm glad I came." I smiled as she entered the elevator and left.My phone rang as I re-entered the flat.It was Mom. "I'm sorry son,but I can't come back before 9 o'clock.You know how our relatives. ”“You keep out of this!”Her dad said, “I didn’t say nothing.”Hmm.Wendy was in shock.“No!” she said. “It’s all or nothing.”“That’s easy,” I shook Dad’s hand, “‘Bye.”I knew I couldn’t stay in Denver. I didn’t want the girls. They didn’t want me ... not the way I wanted ... and I missed home.Did I ever tell you about Lewistown’s airport? Aviation Magazine has this to say about the airfield:The Lewistown Satellite Airfield was constructed in Lewiston, Montana, during World War II as one of four. We sat next to each other on the hard wood bench of the trendy booth. The waiter brought a basket of bread. Bread was the last thing I wanted. I felt carnivorous, my teeth and tongue restless and heavy. Chewy steak, or fruit with skin... My eyes slid sideways and latched on to Aaron’s jaw, where the stubble was already breaking through. I could see every tiny hair. I was thirsty, but I didn’t want to drink tamely from my tepid glass of water, either. He could kiss me right now—Aaron always.