"Inque, can we get up to use the bathroom before we land?" he asked."What? Not now! You know what'll happen if someone so much as standsup from their ...eat on final approach. No way!"Larry knew that Inque was right -- security on board planes was stillsuper-strict. Anyone venturing out of their seat during liftoff or landingwas guaranteed a wrestling match with a pair of sky marshals, a huge finefor their trouble, and jail time for impersonating a terrorist."But I have to take a dump! I don't. "Maybe one of the old time jewelry stores can tell us about the stones," I suggested."I'll call around tomorrow," Wilson suggested.I slept poorly again. I awoke a couple of times before giving up and 6:30. I went quietly to the kitchen above Wilson's head. If he could sleep he deserved it. He had actually done physical labor for two weeks. He mostly ran the sluice but that was still more demanding than anything he usually did. I made coffee in the one cup maker then sat for a few moments at the. This little encounter with his mother immediately turned him from stillslightly aroused to a turtle as immediately she realized he wasunsnapped between his legs."This is beyond disgusting Reese," said his mother pushing him back andsnapping him. "Look how red you are? This is just beyond belief?" Mom, I'm sorry," Whined Reese as she looked at him withdisappointment. "All this is hard on me you know." I know dear," said Betty picking up the tissue on the floor andplacing it in the garbage.. She was dressed to kill. She had on a modest skirt and three inch heels for travel. But she had her magnificent girls hoisted on display in a deeply scooped silk blouse with a light blazer over the top. The cleavage was spectacular.She came bustling over to me. I think she was planning on an ardent send-off. It would fit her narrative. This was the part in the story where the adoring husband is so thrilled that the beautiful wife is going off to sow her wild oats, that he gives her a loving.