It was the next morning, and Tim and Alexa were at the airport. Tim was going to take Alexa and fly to where his Dad was holding high-level meetings that would make his company even richer if it went through.
Alexa was stunned, when Tim said, "Right this way, no cattle cars for us, we're going to use one of my Dad's private jets. He's got two of them, and I asked him if we could come and visit, and discuss some things that he ought to know about."
Alexa was realizing how wealthy Tim and his Dad were, and what a money-hungry vampire like Linda the bitch must have thought about sinking her gold-digging claws into Tim's Dad.
Alexa asked, "But if he kicks her out, what about a divorce settlement, I'm sure the bitch will try to milk out as much as she can."
Tim said, "I have a feeling she won't have enough for a pot to piss in. Dad's attorney, we call him The Shark, was over just before the wedding, and I have a feeling that she had to sign a prenup that will have clauses, and I'll bet there is a morals clause. Since she is displaying moral turpitude, and it is recorded, she will get very little, if anything. Exactly what she deserves."
They were escorted into a private hangar, and Alexa got a look at their aircraft, a Gulfstream G650. It had been ordered new in 2013, the waiting list had been 4 years long to get their plane, and it was billed as the best private jet $65 Million can buy.
Tim had been taken on a guided tour when it was delivered, and what a flying machine. The G650 was the largest purpose-built private jet on the market and has the tallest, longest, and widest cabin in its class. At its maximum takeoff weight, it can climb to 41,000 feet, above bad weather and crowded commercial jet routes in just 22 minutes. Its range was more than 8,000 miles. Flying from London at near its top speed, it can reach New York or Beijing. At a slower, more fuel-efficient rate, it can get to Buenos Aires or Los Angeles. With two Rolls-Royce engines, the plane had a top speed very close to the speed of sound, at Mach.925, leaving commercial jets trailing well behind.
Once aboard, she again stared in surprise, she'd seen luxury apartments that were nowhere near as sumptuous as the interior. The seats were like recliner rockers, like the top-of-the-line first class, covered in fine-grained leather. When she sat down, the comfort was amazing. They swiveled, reclined, and could lay flat for napping. Towards the back of the plane behind a screened-off area was a bedroom, with a large queen-sized bed, and a fully equipped ensuite bathroom.
The captain's voice came over the intercom, "Welcome aboard Mr. Henderson and Miss Hollins. Please take your seats, fasten the seat belts, and we will be underway shortly.''
They were soon lifting off, and Alexa felt the rush of excitement. She had never been on an airplane before, this was her first time, and she reveled in the speed and the climbing into the sky. Once they were at cruising altitude, they went towards the leather couch, a big screen and DVD were at their disposal.
Alexa got another surprise as a flight attendant appeared. She was blonde, about 28, and shapely as all hell. She sashayed over to them, a big smile, and asked if they'd like something to drink.
Tim said, "A Dark and Stormy please, Candace, Alexa what would you like?"
Alexa said, "What's in a dark and stormy?"
Tim replied, "It's made with dark rum, ginger beer, and a couple of dashes of bitters."
Alexa said, ''That sounds good, I'd like that also please."
