The young blonde wife surveyed her body minutely as she catalogued the areas where she could still feel the imprint of Eddie's strong hands. She exami...ed the creamy, lustrous skin of the generous hemispheres of both breasts. She felt almost disappointed that there were no marks because they would have been proof to her what an absolute sexual beast her husband was.Running her hands over her body, she winced with disgust as she became aware of tender places on her curving thighs and rounded. "As I spoke I got to my feet and bowed to my daughter then held out my arms in the classic dance position, she came into my arms and we did a little waltz with the regulation space between us."And while we danced we'd just sort of drift together," Mary said softly matching action to words, "you'd put your arms around me and we'd just drift around the floor."Holding my daughter's delectable body to me I swayed to the imaginary music, her head came down on my shoulder, her face turned towards. Many of the rocks were split by lightning because of the fresh surfaces. We stopped to get out and have a closer look.Vasiliy knew of my interest and asked questions about the area. Our driver knew little but the other driver said that the place was where witches once lived. With further questions we found it was because lightning struck here so much.We drove around the area a few times to get a feeling for the place and to place the location on the map. The portal worked just fine but we had. Jo turned right, following the field's egress pattern, and two minutes later they were over the outlying suburbs of Hobart, Tasmania, still climbing. At twenty-five hundred feet, they were out of the field's airspace. Jo engaged the autopilot, which had been programmed to bring them up to eight thousand feet of altitude and follow the GPS course to their destination: the small town of Devonport on the northern coast of Tasmania, 113 nautical miles away.The flight took one hour and sixteen.