“We, uh, all basically knew that Bob Seger’s song,” Lynette said, “and, uh, Mike then played his reworked version of Sweet Home Alabama. We al... reacted like you did when you first heard the introduction to that song, but we picked it up on it fairly fast because it was a familiar tune.”“You wrote that the lyrics to that song, Mike?” Mr. Labatt asked as he walked over towards his daughter and me. “That’s amazing!” he replied after I gave him a clear, ‘yes’ head bob.“Daddy or Katie,” Sam called. I miss you. Love, A.”The flight back to the southeastern United States took almost ten hours, but the plane was flying with the clock, so even though they left at seven a.m. Paris time, they arrived at eleven a.m. local time.Roger seemed tense and slightly morose on the flight home, despite the privacy and sitting in the lap of luxury in the exclusive plane’s cabin. The closer they got to landing the quieter and sadder he seemed.“What’s wrong?” Amber finally asked.Roger studied the woman who’d. As we crossed the room she reached down and released her shorts and stepped out of them as she reached the edge of the bed. Her firm ass was exposed and I could see that she too was total shaven down below. My eyes locked on her love nest as she turned and lay back on the bed. Her legs fell apart to invite me into her hole. I slipped to my knees now and slide my gear tongue deep into her wet hole. Her sweet love juice now pouring from her body with excitement. My head now buried deep in place.. Corroded with age, the rungs creaked as they bore our weight. Emerging into brilliant sunshine, I glanced up into a pale blue sky, appreciating the fact that bad weather did not mar my emergence into this strange new world. I powered up my iPhone and, unsurprisingly, there was no signal. Sarek looked at the gadget with a sense of curiosity and I tried to explain its function."All the satellites were destroyed in the Calamity, and the aftermath has rendered all but line-of-sight communications.