The little, old man looked at the pastor and calmly said, “Well, she’s there.”Are You a Pilot?An old Marine Pilot sat down at the Starbucks, sti...l wearing his old USMC flight jacket and ordered a cup of coffee.As he sat sipping his coffee, a young woman sat down next to him. She turned to the pilot and asked, Are you a real pilot?He replied, ‘Well, I’ve spent my whole life flying planes, first Stearmans, then the early Grummans ... flew a Wildcat and Corsair in WWII, and later in the Korean. I proceded to take my seat in the garden to have a read. She stood up, moved to the balcony rail giving me a spectacular view of her bikini clad body. After a minute or two she vanished into the apartment. A few seconds later the blinds of the bedroom were lifted and she was stood in the window looking out across the field in front of the apartment. Seconds later her husband appeared behind her grasping her around the waist. He was bare chested, I could not see below the waist. He began some. " How about Elias' ghost?" giggled Sierra."How about you help me find that mirror?" laughed Cathy.They made their way to the far end of the attic where a large sheet covered something which stood almost to the ceiling."That's it," said Jessica, "it's the only thing that tall."Cathy grabbed one end of the sheet and pulled. As the fabric fell to the floor, the three women faced an ornate, full length mirror, the frame of which was dark mahogany with intricate scroll work cut deeply into the. But now that I was doing that, I could see that she takes good care of her assets. Her breasts were upright and tightly encased, giving them an erotic rounded appearance. I sighed and started to get into my house.As usual, I left to work and that day seemed so long. The thoughts of Sowmyakka were running in my head over time. And time seemed to stand still. I was waiting for the clock to strike 6. I left the office and reached home at about 7 pm.When I reached home, I saw Sowmyakka waiting for.