Carter, "Nice to meet you too, Sir, you have a beautiful place." Thank you, Chuck. The only thing I don't have is my own runway and hangar right here....There really isn't enough room but I'm thinking of buying a helicopter to get between here and the airport so I don't have to drive. I think that would be fun."Mrs. Carter was being busy talking quietly with Brandy who was pouring me orange juice and coffee."Brandy tells me you've recently obtained an instrument license and are building hours to. I was proud of the effort she made to reconcile with Jo and it had helped take the pressure off me.It was the second week of November and I was sitting in my office, staring the laptop screen without seeing what was on it. I was daydreaming and only the sound of the phone brought me out of it. I answered it with my usual preparedness to hang up if it was another telemarketer."Mr. Mark Holmes?" Yes?" I answered cautiously."This is Mercy General Hospital in Los Angeles calling. Is your wife's. "You know, a little bigger, firmer, take the sag away," she said this holding her hands under her breasts, cradling them, lifting them up and letting them fall into the grip of her bra."I like your breasts the way they are. They don't need to be bigger. They are nice and soft to touch and kiss and after having kids, breasts do tend to sag, especially at our age. How many Grandmas do you know that have had breast enhancement?" I said thinking it would appease her, make her question the sanity of. I looked back at his eyes. Damn those eyes.Soon we were headed back the few blocks to the hotel, talking. Alastairput his hand on the small of my back, ostensibly to lean in so he couldhear me over the wind coming off the East River.We entered the hotel and strolled to the bar, got a couple of doublebourbons on the rocks, clinked classes and drank half the drinks in onego. We then headed to the elevator. I stepped to the back and turnedaround leaning against the back wall. He hit the.