"Short, sweet and left 'em wanting more."I smiled. "But there's no more to be had," I said."Isn't there?" she replied. She still had that gaze fixed u...on me, and my heart began to race. We stared at each other in silence for a moment, until I couldn't take it anymore. I knew she could hear my heart pounding in my chest. I held up the empty bottle, "Not a drop," I said."Just as well," she said, "it's gonna be a long damn ride home as it is." Ok, ok, Nwosu, I can take a hint." I got up and walked. So she decided to do nothing. She wondered if other women encountered this kind of insult. On the fourth contact, his hand was more insistent this time. Instead of a light brushing, a hard push which flattened part of her ass cheek. RuthAnn pulled away from the touch but in the process, she bumped into the guy in front of her. Her right breast pushed into his elbow. He turned around and smiled. Not wanting him to get the wrong idea, RuthAnn stepped back and immediate felt the old guy's hand. The gate had been opened and some of them were sent to park over by the super hangar, some on the tarmac and others by our hangar.The ambulances and EMT's were split up in different locations as well. Now it was a waiting game."Morton Tower this is Dover Tower - Atlantic 709 is 80 miles out on assigned heading." Roger Dover," our tower responded.Hanna and her cameraman went outside on the tarmac - with my permission - to do an updated report and then waited out there."Morton Tower this is. I pulled my shirt on over my head and as my head popped out the neck hole, she was solid once more. ‘I count 3 of them. They are in a car and headed this way for sure. They just pulled up blocking the driveway.’ I could see her preparing to fight and I shook my head. ‘No Arianna. You stay out of sight. You don’t need the trouble a fight with Freyja would bring you.’ As she opened her mouth to protest I held up my hand. ‘No. Just stay out of sight, my friend.’ Looking decidedly unhappy she.