I was living in a nice little house, right next to my sister and brother-in-law’s nice little house, with my 12 year old daughter, the cat, and the ...ueen of the household, our dog. After being laid off from a great job that I loved, I struggled for two months to find another. In desperation, I accepted a position as the office manager for an ambulance service. It was something I knew virtually nothing about and it was a huge, I mean HUGE paycut, but it beat the hell out of taking a job doing. "Diane, go to the master suite and prepare the bed. Tom and I will be there shortly."Tom and I will be there shortly? I don't know what is happening, but other than being upset about the thought that they are both going to the master bedroom, they have been making out. I am strangely excited, leaking yet I don't want this man in my bed. Not with my wife, but what can I say? I mean, the maid can object? Is she testing me, teasing me, taunting me with Tom's obviously masculine body and way of. Moreover, she was looking forward to being able to introduce Mike to her friends as the love of her life.As they neared the office — the dance was being held in the restaurant on the top floor — Judy mentally rechecked her appearance. Knowing Mike would be wearing his dress whites, Judy was wearing white, also. Her dress was the one that Kathy referred to as "Clifford & Jamison formal standard": white silk with a neckline that plunged to her waist and a back that plunged even deeper, exposing. His name was Larry, and he had never flown in an OH-58A before.The OH-58A was a military version of the Bell 206 Jet Ranger, with longer main rotor blades and a lot less power. It was so underpowered, in fact, that on hot days we sometimes had to bump it along the ground until we moved the main rotor into clean air (air not stirred up by the main rotor itself) and achieved what the books called "translational lift". That was actually a good name for it, because when it hit, you felt like you.