I even tied up my raven-black hair into a messy bun. I was ready for the day. Farley was already up, tending to the enormous fireplace. The scent of h...rbs and baking bread wafted from the kitchen. He spotted me and nodded, quickly turning back to work. I ate my last bit of dried meat that Id saved for myself from the Faire. Id have to make my own food again. Time to hunt down some rabbits or squirrels or something. It was interesting, really, some of the more powerful heroes of Azeroth. There didn't seem to be any good reason to jeopardize a romantic — no, make that lustful - moment with furniture issues. It meant that I had to be sure that I had left no pecker tracks on the sheet that wouldn't wash out and that the next guest would see. No problem! Since most of my fucking is one on top of the other, it also served purposes other than napping. If the cunt had any interest in real sleep — which never happens on the first date, if we can call it a date — then we have to use my. .. over here ... for fuel.”“But...” her eyes got big. “That’s in Kansas.”“I paid cash ... no paper trail.” Then I took out my wallet and checked the cockpit engine hours. “Nine at Fifty.” I counted out four hundred fifty dollars and handed it to her.“Nine fucking hours?” she said. “God! I slept like a baby.”She was looking at the chart ... and grabbed my logbook.“Lamar, Arlington, Rocky Ford, La Junta, Las Animas? Walter Ranch!”“Grass strip ... same as KX...” I grinned.And that was the end of. Again, it was cute.She was taking advantage of him. How did he not see it? But, he was into her, and ignorance is bliss, I suppose.She finally strolled up, pulling a chair up to the small table made for two. She parked it on the side and her knees touched us both. Jon immediately flashed a grin and paid 100 percent attention to her.We made small talk for about two minutes, in which time Jon volunteered to do three different things for her, ranging from changing her oil to buying her a skirt she.