I need to express myself physically. I want to get your panties off and make sweet love to you." Damn it, Ben!" she roared, yanking her hands back. "I...don't want to hear that. I want to hear you say, 'Amy, I'm delighted to wait until you're ready.', that's all. Nothing more, nothing less. I get it, you're a guy, and you have been nice about this, but you need just to be patient." Amy, let me ask you this, sex is important to me, but so are you, so, are you going to resent me if I don't go for. The voices and footsteps are gone; you pull me up and turn me around again, bending me over all the forgotten papers and folders on your desk. You slip off the sheer underwear, letting it catch on my heels as they hit the floor. With those extra couple inches I am the perfect height, and without warning, you slide your cock into my tight pussy. You use one hand to pull me into you and the other to cover my mouth, not letting air in. Instantly you are gratified by a new wave of wetness that is. Ben smiled a smile of triumph. "Only pilots would know that. It's in the belly hatch. Get it and start."So Grace and David did the walk around. "Come on Hineahuone, you might as well get in on this. You're going to be taking lessons." Who? Me?" Hineahuone asked."Yeah, you. The college is offering recreational flight school for credit and you won't need to spend big bucks. We can supply the plane as soon as Harold gets it together and gets them assembled." David gave Harold a look."Oh, yeah.. Coffee? What am I thinking, for goodness sake? No. No, it isn’t going to fly. You’re just so gorgeous. You will have heard every line. Every cheesy line in the book. An egg! Yes! Let’s try that; it’s original – sort of. “Hi, neighbour; could you lend me an egg please? I have run out”. Perfect. Hard knock or soft? Don’t want to sound like a wimp. Girls don’t like wimps. Hard and confident then. No. That will make it sound like a drugs bust! Here goes. Deep breath. Knuckles. Rat tat tat. WHAT AM.