One Friday morning we had been talking of going to play tennis after work. So one hot July morning we went to her apartments and played a set of tenni.... It was SO hot. We were exhausted and went into her apartment for some air conditioning.While in her apartment we went into her bedroom to get a towel. She has a long wooden bench in there that I thought looked odd. She said she liked it and kept it wherever she lived. I sat on it with a leg on each side of the bench. She then sat the same way. ..............."I'm really angry about that drone thing," Kirstie said. "It's going to be some snotty adolescent getting his rocks off. Just a hi-tech peeping tom. And there it is again."The two girls were sitting in the garden again on another sunny morning. The buzz of the drone's rotors could be heard a couple of gardens away."Well, I'm not going to be driven indoors. If it comes over here again I'm going to do something about it." Huhh?" We've been working with drones at college. You know I. .. well ... like he liked it.He started, “Godmama wants to ... something?”“Godmama?”“The Queen.” As if that made all the difference“Just making sure,” I said. I waved my hand in the gesture that says ‘please, continue.’He hemmed, fluffed, and started ... again.“Godmama wants to know.”“Ah ... yes ... government,” I said.His turn to make the continue gesture ... mine was nowhere as regal. I continued ... through lunch and tea and... “You drove over the hill.”“Government?” Aghast.“So they. I started to wonder wether or not I was getting ditched. Half of me was relieved thinking that I could still get out of this one, but the other part was really interested in finally seeing him in person. Just then a car pulled into the gas station making the tight turn seem like nothing. I couldn’t help but notice how he drove like some street racer right out of a movie. I walked up to his car and he opened up his door. When he got out and I could see that he had over a foot on me. We had only.