After we took off and were at cruising altitude Stella made us ham, cheese, and mushroom omelets. We also had toasted, fresh multi-grain bread she had...picked up in Darwin with New Zealand butter and English style orange marmalade.After breakfast Jayne cuddled with me. She smiled and whispered in my ear, “There’s nothing like giving your little girl orgasms to make it impossible for her to be mad at you daddy.” Jayne was smiling and her face was glowing with love as she looked at me.I had never. It’s a little high in the leg, but I can handle that. What I did not enjoy was the feeling of it pulling tight against my vulva. I had to adjust it almost as much as a guy adjusts his junk. I suppose I will get used to it.On a side note to that, I’m happy that I had plenty of experience shaving as a male. I’ve shaved myself and a few women in my time. So, trimming up my bush to keep it from overflowing my swimsuit was reasonably straightforward. There’s no way in Hell that am I going to go. The little mans face twisted in anger and humiliation. He lashed out with his hand, slapping first one breast, then the other. He was about to hit her in the face when Bernie grabbed him and pulled him away."Not now! Calm down, Billy. Your turn will come later. Just watch the show, get yourself a beer." With a glance of extreme evilness at her the miniature rapist waddled away. Bernie also turned as if to leave."Please Bernie, take off the bands; don't leave me like this,"she called.He. It wasn’t the response he expected, but he liked it. It beat hell out of being slapped. He caressed her lips with his tongue. They parted and her tongue emerged, seeking contact with his. softly, tentatively at first, their tongues lashed. Eric cupped Lynnette’s firm bottom and pulled her against the swollen mass at his middle. Flushed and breathing hard, Lynnette leaned back in his arms after the kiss ended. She looked somewhat vulnerable, which made her even more desirable, and she appeared.