- She felt like a complete idiot about it!- Oh... I see. I´d better be going! Could you... can you... can you forgive me?- Time will tell. You´re a ...ice guy, Jason!- OK... I guess this is good-bye then!- Good-bye, Jason!LATER ON THAT DAYTera called her daughter and told her Jason and his things were finally gone. Amanda then told her mom that she would be late for dinner because of a meeting. Working was doing that young woman a lot of good and helping her to get over Jason.There was something. We line up to board and uneventfully walk onto the plane. The stewardessthat greets us is beautiful, and smiles at me. "Can I take your coat,sir?" That is the last thing I want to hear. No, actually mother'sreply is the last thing I want to hear."Oh, how sweet of our stewardess. Hand her your coat, honey."Mother knows how fear immobilizes me in these situations, and with a lineof impatient travelers behind us, she peels off my protective covering.I am in shock as I reveal to the. ”“What was that, Reg?”“A steam engine emits smoke, not just steam, does it not? So you could spot such a submarine by the emitted smoke. These subs had two smoke funnels, which were supposed to fold down for submerging. Can you imagine the time needed to close off the funnel holes in the hull, then fold down the funnels to the horizontal, and finally the drag that these funnels must have imposed on the sub? The whole concept was mad, obviously devised by a surface ship mariner.”The girls who. It shocked her how late it was. Had she really been so preoccupied to lose track of time to that extent?"Uh oh, I really need to get to bed." Hold on. Before you go, I have a proposition."She turned back to him. "What?" Well I heard that you're the fastest on the girl's swim team. How about a quick race? One lap? We can even make it interesting."She looked at him suspiciously. "How?" Let's see ... How about if you win, you can give me one free kick to the testicles any time and I can't stop.