He was on time tonight, and Chrissie smiled to herself as she heard her boyfriend's car pull up outside; the car door close behind him and the doorbel... ring - typical, she thought. Day after day she told Jake to just come in; the two had been together over a year after all. But no, he insisted on ringing the bell, to be polite. Chrissie swung the front door open and Jake kissed his girlfriend on the forehead.As they sat down in the living room, Chrissie told Jake that her parents were out for. On the mat, two beautiful young Japanese womensquared off in a squat position, as if tograpple. Lean, muscled bodies gleamed dullywith some subtle oil. Their black hair waspulled back tightly in buns and they wore onlythe traditional chotto matte of the Sumowrestler, one girl red and the other blue. Thewide belt and thin crosspiece between the legs,while seeming somewhat bizarre to Paul’swestern sensibilities, looked extremelyprovocative on the startlingly lithe bodies ofthese two. I wasn’t the most dashing looking man but on the other hand I had no problem socializing with the young ladies while on leave in London either. I had dark brown hair, blue-green eyes and a firm ruggedly handsome face, so the ladies told me. As she jotted down things in her diary, leaning toward the small lantern in the cabin, I decided it was time to strike up a conversation or this long ride would be unbearable. As I watched those sexy lips form silent words as she wrote them down, I. It was funny, really, yet it was also a logical response.For some reason they assumed that Air Force One was one of the safest places on Earth... or rather, 'over Earth'. Well, maybe it was, from their point of view, but to us, it was another walk in the park. Or, perhaps I should say that it was that easy for Tom.He grabbed the president, vice president, and all the bigwig executives of the US Government, and placed them in another building he'd had built.I was not interested in watching this.