”“Have any of the kids produced any macros, yet?” Caleb asked curiously.Ed snorted a laugh, and said, “Why do you think I’m scrambling so mu...h to stay ahead of them? My only edge is I know more about flying, so those are the macros I’m focusing on.”“Do you mean the kids’ macros aren’t about flying? Why would they write macros for a jet that isn’t about flying?” Bran asked in confusion, looking up from his computer.“They’ve written a bunch of them!” Ed assured them, “But one of the best extends. She couldn't imagine she'd even heard him correctly, but she knew she had. And the lewd act he was proposing was beyond anything she'd even dreamed of in her most perverted fantasies. It was sodomy! Pure and simple sodomy, the most warped and sadistic act of sex possible. And innocent little Peter, her darling little nephew was proposing that she, his aunt, submit to that perverted act."No," she repeated again, "I'll do anything else Peter darling, but not that, please not that!" "That's what I. I hung up the phone and looked down dejectedly from my officewindows, looked far down below to the street. Eyes squinting, Icould just make out the people who looked like ants walking alongthe sidewalk, and I knew I'd soon be one of them. Yes, this was acall I'd known was coming for some time. Not with a sense ofdread, for I had seen it coming for far too long, now. This call,I'd been expecting.I turned and looked at my corner office one last time, with itssun streaming though the windows, and. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years.My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers.“Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly.“No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him.