The gleaming white Learjet was polished to within an inch of its life; it almost hurt the eyes to look at it. There have been other business jets made... some of them better, but the earlier Learjets are considered the classic sports cars of business jets, and there was never a more striking one made. It had a sharklike beauty to it that made it look like it was punching through the sound barrier even as it was sitting on the hanger floor. "Skyhook Aviation LLC" was painted in small letters on. Lest anyone point the finger in my direction however, allow me to make a few observations. I love my PSG dearly (little in-house joke there for the few of you able to make the connection). Together, we view our life on a remarkably even keel. A life I may add that is not governed by social dictate or a need to have been born in "acceptably close" time-frames. She keeps me young, I chip-in with the recalled images and experiences of having lived through the fifties, sixties, seventies and. Well, I walked in and pulled my sunglasses up thru my hair and saw him across the room. I nearly melted. Tall, strong, handsome. A dream! We walked to each other and kissed each other on the cheek and I left a little of my peach colored lipstick there. He ordered me a drink and we exchanged conversations about our lives. Nothing sexual at all….. other than there was an incredibly handsome man that desires me across the table from me. I reached my hands across the table and he grabbed them and. If not, I'll go and find something to do until you can talk to me without laughing."That brought the two women up short and forced them to get serious. After taking a deep breath and letting it out, Rebecca started by apologizing to me."We are sorry Adam," she said looking remorseful. "We really did come here to talk to you about a problem with our new friends, but your question about this morning and the incident in the showers reminded us about how funny it was and we just couldn't help.