Father O’Shea was trying to watch everywhere at once. “Is this to be my congregation?”Swallowing, I said, “Yes, Padre. Within the constraints ...e explained at our first lunch, they are a part of your congregation.”“What do you mean by ‘part’?” he asked with a surprised look on his face.Tom answered him this time as I was chewing again. “Padre, within the next few months, these folks will be joined by another 200 farmers and 100 vaqueros along with their families.”At that point Father O’Shea. His eyes watched her as he lifted his hand to his face and inhaled her heady scent. Bre's tongue darted out, wetting her dry lips as she watched him. “N-no,” she managed. “I did expect one to at least take the edge off though.” “One to take the edge off, hmmm? Then why don't you do just that? Give yourself just one, while I watch.” Bre's eyes darted around the cabin of the plane. There were only a handful of other passengers on board, and they weren't really paying any attention to either of. She was not as shocked as I thought. May be till now she was having the same feelings for me, but she was controlling as we were married, and she was friend of my wife. She tried to ignore me, but could not avoid me as she was also having the same feelings for me in her heart. We were meeting every alternate days at my house.It’s been two months now, and still I was a gentleman. Still I didnt even touch her. And she was also considering me a gentleman. Though I was a nice man, but I could not. Our air craft fanned out to cover as much territory as possible and to destroy as much of the alien property as we could. We now had 10 flying boxes rigged with ray guns and bombardiers so that we could maximize our search and destroy efficiency. Eventually, we were going to force the aliens to meet us in battle or else slink away to escape our ire.Our only fear was that they would bring back the UFOs. Those bastards were so fast and agile that we did not know what we could do against them..