I saw groups of people in formations doing exercises.As I looked fixatedly at the obviously crazy people, I heard somebody walk up behind me. "Good mo...ning." Good morning, Jacob. Have a good night's rest?" Too good, Adam. Too many memories of the last few days are becoming clear." I shook my head sadly. "Entirely too clear." You know you have to deal with it. What out there has caught your attention?" And so I shall. Can you explain something?" That's a switch. Usually you're the one explaining. This was a yearly pilgrimage, an altar where she came to kneel and pray and give thanks for all of her blessings. He was her wailing wall. The world could fall down around her, as it had a tendency to do over time, her father’s death, her sister’s nasty divorce, her husband’s distance, her own children’s betrayals, but David was a constant, her rock. She worshipped his shaft as if it were holy, and to her, that is exactly what it was. Her tongue surfacing it, every ridge and vein, the entire. The girl nodded quietly and went about clearing the small wooden table. Sigrid, we have company! Alvor shouted. Take a seat you two. Hadvar and Carthalo sat down, Carthalo looked around the room and felt the young girls eyes on him, he tried not to be unsettled, and quickly found something to divert his attention when Sigrid came up from the cellar. She was a tall fair skinned Nord woman with the same long brown hair as Dorthe and two exceptionally large breasts. She looked to be in her early. . at least for awhile. Megan?" If Mina had glasses, she would be looking over the top of them at Megan.That disapproving look mothers get when you shaved the cat."Oh Mina ... it was exciting, flying those planes ... and they look so good sitting in their restored hangars. Sharpe Field is a living museum now." How much is your payroll, Megan?" Mina asked. "You're not a bottomless pit you know." About a million a year ... oh ... shit! That's a lot of money ... but there's money coming in. The.