. Charles.”“You were saying?”“Dean Porter asked me when you were coming out for a flight.”“Was I supposed to?”“I guess. He’s a fligh... instructor and there’s a fishing notice on the Bulletin Board; Flight interest you? Contact Dean Porter. Licensed Flight Instructor.”“Fishing? Charles?”“That’s what we call it ... he’s fishing for students.”“Like Sunday’s newspaper Ads for the Mitre.” I said, “They’re always running Loss-Leader ads to get people in the store ... and away from Bunning’s.”“They do. . and in reality I sort of felt bad, itwas petty I knew that, but now I had my toes dug in the sand and Iwasn?t backing down."Mimi we both know this is because of what happened between Molly andme. All I ask is you let it go for the sake of your relationship. I amreally worried about her and this can?t be easy on you either? It mustbe causing you a lot of anxiety as well?" Yeah, you?re right it is, seeing somebody try and steal my property isvery hard to take."She chuckled offhandedly. "Nobody. Jeremy hired on as my cook. He was a demon in the kitchen! He was sharp as a razor and fast on his feet. He had endurance, too. He'd made his chops in a large restaurant. He was ready and willing to shift to a smaller venue where he could stretch his wings and experiment with menus. Fred was a retired seaman and needed a little extra income. He became our bartender, took orders and ran the dishwasher. I spelled him as bartender. We both did cleanup. I hired 'em both on at fifty thousand a year. ”Nikki said, “Then why did Father Jack take you back to the Rectory?”“Well, when I finally got back to the Rectory Father Jack had asked me where I had learned to talk so filthy? He also wanted to know why I enjoyed being smacked so much?” I lied to him and told him that I had a fantasy about making love with a priest, who was there to forgive me of my moral deviant sexual sins. That turned Father Jack on even more. Father Jack took me to his room and told me to remove all my clothes and that.