"Ah, Sub-Decurion Redburn," the Dux, who apparently was chairing the Board, greeted her. "At ease. We're now about to discuss the actions upon sightin... of the Venti. I understand you were in charge of the base?" Yes, Sir. I was Acting Governor while the Colonel and the Brigade were away." You weren't even a Citizen of the Confederacy at the time, were you, Sub-Decurion?" Sir, no, Sir. I was still technically a dependant of my father, Sergeant Robert Redburn. However, I had been operating as an. “My name’s Brandy Holland, I’m 47 years young, and I’m from Macclesfield.” She raises her voice on ‘Macclesfield’ as if it’s something to celebrate.She’s wearing a white cotton blouse, a tight mid-thigh leather skirt, and black stiletto heels. Everything is tight. She’s not fat, she’s solid – and those clothes are all about a size too small. She likes the way that feels and looks. Her boobs aren’t that big, but they strain every button on the blouse. She isn’t dressed this way for the show,. "My heart was racing. Not because of Dr. Cain's phone call, but I had just got Midge home when she called, and now I was about to fly her for the first time... to pay a Doctor a house call.Nobody was home to share my moment as I brought Midge's engine up to take off speed. She may have been older than Beany, but after the mechanic found the tiny cracks in the engine block, Midge had a brand new heart. The difference was amazing. Before getting the new block, I had feared she would shake herself. Thanks for not burying me with questions or passing judgment. I appreciate that.”“Sure. We’re sisters. I’ve got your back.” Willow nodded. She wasn’t certain she approved of what Faith had done, but she didn’t feel the need to dig deeper at this time.Faith nudged her back. “See? You are the good one.”Willow rolled her eyes and stood up to go back to the kitchen.“I just had to do it,” Faith remarked, still seated on the sofa.“Hmm?” Willow turned. “Do what?”“What I did,” her sister said. She.