Lana was seething. He looked at her with a smile on his face, which didn’t help the situation much at all. “You think that I, the underdog of the ...ousehold, wanted to spy on Dana and that while I’m one of the top students in our class, I thought the best way to do it was by punching a hole in the wall? That’s your final theory? You think I wanted to spy on that?” Dana looked up at that point, almost as mad as her mother. She stormed upstairs, where black plastic sheets now covered the hole on. Not that I had much choice, I had enough air speed to maybe make one simple correction and then I would be landing with all the finesse of a collapsing windmill. ‘Oh well, never crashed a plane before. Always something new in the RAF,’ I muttered through clenched teeth as I felt my wheels touching the jagged rocks. For a half-second I saw the ends of the propeller blades curl up as they touched the rocks! Then it was flying past me and there was nothing but noise, pain, and a terrible. Do you have a charge card to put that on, please?”I handed him our ‘Charles & Claire LLC’ Visa card, which any of us can use. He looked at it, then looked at us and broke into a great big smile.“Yes, sir—Mr. Newman, thank you for booking with the Hilton Waikoloa,” he ran the card and produced a reservation sheet for us. He handed us the sheet and said, “Is there anything else I can do today for either of you.”I thought of telling him of the gentleman who mistreated us, but I realized how petty. He face was on the same height as Clarra’s belly now. She was wearing a small tight t-shirt.“I want to get a belly like yours” said the old fart. I knew what he was getting at. Clarra was not getting it at all. She blushed actually. I think it must be flat and smooth” uncle continued. Clarra blushed uncontrollably. He again ran his hand around his belly and then looked at Clarra’s belly.“It can’t be this big” said the fat ladlord. Clarra laughed. “No ways it can be that big” Saying this she.