The general turned to Cynthia. "You, young lady, are in far more serious trouble. You had control of that aircraft, you could have turned back at any ...ime. You didn't. You were the one convincing Sergeant Dunlop to go along with you."However," the General sighed, "you demonstrated superb flying skills. That was one of the best landings I've seen from anyone with only a general aviation license. I understand you wish to be an RCAF pilot when you graduate from college?" Sir, yes, Sir," Cynthia. I hadn't had taste buds in months! The man looked down at me and smiled broadly and I blushed. The other customers were pointing and laughing or making accusations. The man at the bar with the bills slapped his thigh and laughed hysterically. I didn't know what to do. The bartender came over and tried to politely escort me outside, but as he reached out to me I pushed him and he fell flat on his back and I rushed past him to the bar."Hi, sweetheart," The bastard said as I approached. The two unmarried guys had a second story apartment they shared over on Smith Street, near Fort Griswold Park. There was a used appliance store on the ground floor. My father's plan was that Billy and I were to visit the two over at their apartment and ruffle their feathers a little. After we had gotten their attention, we were to tell them that if they didn't like what we'd done they could meet us over at the El Bolero the following evening, since we'd be there watching the fights. If they. A muffled yell from down the hall, interrupted their fun. “What is it sweety?” yelled the mother in response to whatever her daughter had yelled. She quickly shut her phone and stood, pulling her sweat pants up. She flushed the toilet to complete the ruse before leaving the bathroom. George followed her, Sarah was telling her mother that she was going to bed. “Ok baby, don’t forget to take a shower”, suggested Elizabeth Crenshaw. George watched the sexy teen head out of the living room, and.