Airplane?”“My daughter’s latest madness. Do me a favor ... when the engine comes ... lose it for at least 6 months.” I slipped him a hundred.�...�Yes ma’am.”Tyche came roaring around the garage, “Is that it?”“Yes, Tyche. Go wash. Hi boys. You go wash too.” The last thing I expected was Alan’s boys hanging out with Tyche.She came back first.“Tyche? What the... ?”“Slave labor.”The driver unloaded the crate and stuffed it in the garage. He even brought his own rollers to slide it on.The packing slip. The next morning Pete called to say hello. After thanking him for awonderful night Lisa made me tell him I was anxious to work at his club.He said Tuesday would be fine and to just stop by and see Tricia for auniform and that she would set me up in the system. He asked me out forthe following Friday, and I accepted, as Lisa directed.Monday morning came quickly. Lisa got me up early and told me to getdressed so we could see Pete's doctor friend and have my boy bits attendedto. I put on a. I had to bend far forward, and still some of it ended up spraying the seat, which I had to wipe down thoroughly with tissues when I was done. Ironically, by that time, my erection had more or less disappeared. Then I went back to the door again, and hesitantly opened it just far enough to poke my face through. Again, there she was... and there THEY were. I had to force myself to look at her face. "Um. Did you want me to leave this open or closed?" I prefer open," she said. "But whatever's more. “We both want to be included in this Teacher’s Concert of yours,” Clara said.“I was an alto when I was younger. I loved singing then, and I still do.” Her eyes were shimmering.“Back in the day, when I was hunting dinosaurs with a spear,” he chuckled, “I sang some barbershop harmony. Could that be included?”“Absolutely, but this isn’t going to happen until the next school year,” I explained. “In September, most likely?”“We understand, Mr. Thomas,” Clara said. “The idea is marvelous. Just let us.