Paul was finishing his shift when his boss approached him. Washing his hands in the sink inside the examination room, he dried them with a paper towel... and turned to greet her."Hello Mrs. Stevenson. How may I help you?" Paul asked with a friendly smile. His boss was a kind woman who looked out for her employees. Every one of them had a good benefits package, and a good work environment where each felt valued."Hello Paul. I'm afraid I have some bad news. Would you like to step into my office?". Kathy covered up the cockpit, hoping to keep it cool until Mike's takeoff time. She squinted in the bright sun when she saw Mary Jackson approaching. Both men's and women's heads swiveled as Mary threaded her way through the inspection area.The curvy brunette wore a thin white sweater that accented her swaying, braless breasts. The shadowed circles of her nipples showed darkly through the strained cloth. Her full, round thighs were evenly tanned, right to the high-arched hem of her white. Not only is that gal so beautiful that it takes your breath away, but she's a real pro. There's a temper under that pretty skin of hers, though." How's that?" Harper asked, only mildly curious."Oh, some weisenheimer from Hollywood Tonight, or something, wanted her to do an interview at her summer cottage, and she told him if he ever showed up in Spearfish Lake, she'd have her relatives feed him to the muskies." Yeah," Harper said. "Some of these kids come out of places that are really out in. Victoria was demonstrating her culinary skills, she cooked as well as she sung. Importantly she was out of the way in the kitchen. That left me in the lounge with Sophia. Sophia looked like a brunette version of my love. Different hair and eye colour, slightly darker skin but otherwise very similar. Also, absolutely delectable but she didn’t sing well just play a range of different instruments. You get the picture not a singer but really talented even so.I started making my explanation and as.