Wednesday afternoons were supposed to be a chance to take off and relax from working out at the plant. Hah!Aaron's summer job on the fabrication line ...t one of the facilities in the Salisbury plant of J.A.M. Enterprises, as the company was called now, kept him busy during the week. But, they allowed him to work half a day on Wednesday and half a day on Saturday in order to get his forty hours for the week in. He needed the money, after all, to pay for gas and insurance on the classic sports car. Shit.I slowly walked downstairs as he rang the doorbell again. I caught myreflection in the mirror above the table next to the front door. He mightnot even believe me when I told him it was me. The fact that the voice spraywas still doing its trick wasn't going to help matters. I gathered myself,took a deep breath in and out, checked my hair and makeup in the mirror, andthen opened the door."Uh... oh shit, does Jack have company tonight. I mean... um, is Jackaround?" I could see him trying to. .. flexible. Feeling like she needed a break, Inari stepped out of the simulation pod and stretched. She checked the timing and made her way to the cockpit, getting ready for the next leg of their journey. Just as she arrived was when the five-minute warning timer went off.Sliding into the cockpit, Inari went over all the systems, ensuring that they were functioning normally. She saw that they were and was happy to see it all working as it should be. Seeing how everything was in order, Inari. The man opened the door. He wore swim trunks. He had obviously just taken a dip in the pool. His hair was still damp. His body was firm, tanned, his stomach hard and muscular."Hi!" Hi," Nancy cooed, then walked in."I'm so happy you came," he said, picking up his camera.He checked the camera, loaded a new pack of film into the back, then pulled a wad of bills from his wallet. He counted out five hundred dollars and handed it to Nancy.She had never seen so much money, and a zip of excitement.