“Dylan’s coming over tonight. Gay porn “And we had all his stuff on, but it doesn’t have to mean more than what it was. That’s why there’s VATSIM. “Simulator pilots need help flying around?” John asked, chuckling. “Sort of,” Caleb replied, carefully slicing through the tape on the box to reveal the computer case sitting in styrofoam. “There’s Dylan!” Caleb finally shouted when he reacted to a buzz from his phone in the kitchen. “United 5308, taxi to runway 8 via Foxtrot and Echo. What do you want?”A muffled reply came back, “Traditional Wings with Parmesan Garlic Sauce.”Caleb rolled his eyes. I can’t wait to be on the other end of that.”Dylan smirked, setting the plane to autopilot and then getting up to take a wing from the tray Caleb set down on JP’s desk. “Shoot, one of these is JP’s,” Caleb took the Parmesan sauce to deliver to JP, who was eating by himself at the kitchen table.On his return, Caleb sat back in his chair, one hand reaching for a wing while his eyes remained glued to the glowing monitors in front of him.
