My map shows the wadi to have World War II mines in it." There's nothing shown on my map." Maybe not, Sir, but I've got one of the oil company maps an... they are much more reliable about mines." Phooey. Get on with it, man, and just remember that I am your company commander. You're bordering on insubordination."Mark was tired. Not just after forty-eight hours without sleep but after four months of trying to lift the company out of the slough that this man had led it into. He realised reluctantly. She had the stereotypical pear shaped body. Her tits were smaller than his wife’s 38 D’s and she had a fairly wide, round ass. His ponderings had caused him to swerve into the opposite lane and a blaring horn brought him back to reality and her out of her slumber.“What’s wrong? Did you hit somebody?” She asked.“No, we’re fine. I just let my mind wander.” He responded.After a few minutes she began to ask about what he was thinking about. He wasn’t about to tell her, but she began to badger him. The furniture store was recently opened in a brand new retail mall some ten miles from the freeway. Access was down a winding country road with no turnoff along it and we were glad to finally pull up at the side of the store. Clouds were heading our way and we both wanted to get home as soon as possible.We checked out the furniture. It wasn't going to work for either of us so we headed out to the car. The clouds had decided to hit us with a real downpour and before we got to the car we. The flight was made in better than good time with a tail wind and the outback station’s private red dirt runway came into view. It was only as Nick did his landing procedure routine that he saw the flashing light. He went through his process again not worrying Melanie yet.Then he had to say it, but he was calm: “Mel, the landing gear indicators are telling me the front wheel may not be fully locked down. It’s going to be a rough landing. Brace yourself. I’ll do my best.”Mel looked ahead..