You finish your glass before we make it back to the altar, and I offer to get you another. I follow you and watch as you pour the wine. You look at me...in a way that makes me think you’re wondering if I am still as hard as I was earlier. By the look on your face, I know exactly how wet you are. I thank you for the glass and we both take a drink, locking eyes as we do. We both know what the other is thinking and immediately put down our glasses, almost spilling them over in the rush to have our. He had left the cabin speakers on. Max asked the tower if there were any planes in the air below 10000 within 2 miles of the Island airport.Max made the normal takeoff announcement on the Island frequency and the plane rolled onto the runway as he added some throttle. As soon as the G5 was straight on the runway I could tell by the way the plane lunged - he had added balls to the wall throttle.From where I was sitting I watched the tachometer for the shaft speed and the exhaust temperature peg. I got the impression that this wasn't the first time they had met. Music started to play in the background, which made it nigh on impossible for me to hear any of their words.They didn't seem to be in any hurry, just standing around chatting and sipping their drinks, when I realised that they had been waiting for the two assistants to finish setting up. She downed her second glass and then disappeared out of my sight below me, I guessed rightly to get herself ready. She remerged a few minutes. Of course it meant I had no wife, since no woman could put up with her husband being away so much. Still, that didn't bother me too much. Sure, it got lonely on the road at times. Except for the occasional one-night stand I didn't have much human contact.Until he died, I'd kept in touch with my brother, but only at times like Thanksgiving and Christmas. The stroke he'd suffered five years ago left me with no living family. So I lived and traveled alone, calling into the office periodically to.