And my lover."She looked at me and asked, "Why are you home?"Then her eyes filled with fear and she said' "You got your orders ... you are going THERE...... You are going..." She started to weep."Oh my son ... you can't go ... you have to stay ... I can't let you go ... you have to be here," Mom cried. "I need you here with me."I held her, but she was inconsolable I couldn't comfort her. I couldn't understand, my Mom was usually the calm one, who would keep her head in a crisis. But here she was. And all she wanted in the whole world was to experience life with Grant. Quickly she changed and drove to Grant’s. She stared out her window at the large house he lived in. She noticed few lights were on. Wondering what he was feeling, she silently slipped out of her car. When she reached the door, she was thankful to find it unlocked. Slowly, quietly, she searched the house for Grant. Where she had finally found him was in his study, facing away from her with his head in his hands. Her heart. Sarah had a brief thought about closing her window, but then surprised herself by leaving it open. The thought of another person possibly over-hearing her right now, and at that, a woman, made her even more aroused as she silently slid into her bed. She reached out to the lower drawer on the nightstand and sure enough, there it was, with a bottle of lube that her thoughtful husband had left, obviously hoping to receive a few blank texts in the three weeks he was away. She didn’t have to check. I would arrive one hour before we board. Alexis would fly in from LA, meet me there, we’d have lunch, then board the plan. Everything is in order. This will be great. I hope.*“Thank you, sir,” I wiped my mouth, standing up in the cockpit of my plane from LA to Tampa, where I was to meet up with Melissa. I was continuing my week of debauchery by giving one of the pilots a blowjob. I got off the plane and headed to the restroom. I was running behind due to my thanking the pilot for a safe.