Why don’t you just stop asking questions and suspend your disbelief?” He blinked and leaned towards me, gently placing his hand on top of mine on...the bar. I felt a powerful jolt of warmth and electricity pass through my arm, filling my whole body and sending tingles up and down my back. I still didn’t understand but in that moment, that sensation, I knew deep down that, whoever this guy was, I had loved him.I felt suddenly claustrophobic. I had to get some space; some perspective, if only. Within 30 seconds were like two kids in heat. I knew that you could feel my erection against you and I could feel your nipples through your sweater. You moved off of my lap and placed your hand between my legs pressing against my cock. “Should we start right here?” you asked. “You appear to be ready and I want this in some part of me.” “I am ready every time you touch me, in case you’ve failed to notice,” I said. Then grabbing you by the hair I pulled you back to me and kissed you feverishly.. Every time you go somewhere, you have to calculate weights, quantities of fuel that must be included in the weights, plus weather and wind conditions. There was a lot to remember, and he reminded us that was why almost everything having to do with flying an airplane had checklists involved. If I wanted to be a perfect pilot, I should make up my own personal preflight checklists that didn't have anything to do with the plane, but prepared me to fly. We did several sample calculations for weight. I said, "They sort ofroll them on, don't they?" That's right. Roll them up into a doughnut and then unroll themonto your legs. And watch out for your fingernails. In fact..." Helooked at my hands. "...I think you'd better have a manicure first."He sat me down at my desk and carefully filed all my nails. He took along time over it, occasionally running a fingertip over them to checkfor rough spots. Somewhat to my surprise, he cut them all quite short."What color nail polish do I get?" I.