Marty was waiting for me when I arrived. The locker room was empty and smelled like someone had used way too much Pine Sol, but hell, at least it was ...lean. I walked to my locker with Marty trailing me like gossip. ‘You do know, Shannon,’ he said, ‘that if you lose tonight you’re out of the friggin’ tournament, right? And I think you have enough math smarts to know that forty percent of nothin’ is nothin’, right?’ I rolled my eyes. I knew damn well he was referring to the forty percent of the. "Tiny, all I did was ask you to build me a hangar and to save room for a second."Tiny smiled, "I know how you think. First it's a model airplane, but you show up with two real ones. So if you can fill up two hangars, you'll be filling four. That's just the way you are."Tiny continued, "I've taken the initiative to advertise for airplane mechanics. There seems to be several jet mechanics, but few with small plane experience. We may have to have some trained out at the Aero Park in order to. Her auburn hair, her gorgeous smile with that flirty glint in her eye, her pert boobs, her flat stomach, her curvy bum, her long, slim legs ... I began my favourite fantasy, and as I started to undress her in my mind, I imagined I could smell her perfume... Don’t get me wrong - this was all harmless fun - I could never, ever, actually be unfaithful to Julie. After so many years of marriage, though, who doesn’t fantasise that they’re actually making love with someone else, when doing the deed. Not just the usual kind of anger that gets me whipped, but the kind that gets stone cold silence and rigidity in your posture. You push me away from you and go to stand up, but I cling to you and say I’m sorry. You ignore me, shoving me down onto the bed. I grab your waist and plead for you to forgive me, again you push me from you. I begin to cry, it doesn’t move you. I fall down before you, grab your ankles and kiss your feet with my lips and my tears. I hear you sigh so there is hope you.