Odd Blob was the perfect nickname for the Nazi. "She should come back for her food shortly Karl," said Patty, waving her hand at Jane's untouched dinn...r."Gute," said Karl, again, looking up and down the dining Coach. "Which sleeping coach are you staying in?" The first one closest to the engine. We got on in Istanbul. Where are you staying?" Patty asked, staring into Jaeger's eyes."We have a Nazi party luxury coach at the tail end." said Karl.Patty smiled. "A luxury coach! I bet that's. Well, other than that, I had been told of some hold-up from the control tower. So that we were delayed by two hours.I made a note of it, and I would deal with it later. Two could play at that game. My attorneys would provide me with names, and some digging would tell me who held the mortgages on their homes, credit cards, bank loans. If they had any kids, which schools do they attend? I might even have any dogs they owned checked for rabies and shots.No, I didn’t hold grudges. I was a payback. Letting her legs open up wide she used her left hand to work her skirt up high, so high that I could see the gusset of her white cotton panties that were saturated with her vaginal secretions. I looked intently at her, now in humiliating pain from the cage. She didn't even acknowledge me. Instead she licked her hand and shoved it down into her knickers. She sucked in breath between her teeth and purred. I could hear how wet she was as her hand rotated around in her panties. In agony I rolled. "Awww! thank you Mrs Smith. I mean, Nikki," Crystal giggled as Nikki got rid of the dress she was wearing. Nikki has maintained a beautiful body herself, despite the pregnancy and passage of time. Except for the little unshapely bulge on her belly, she looked as beautiful as she did when I almost tore off her clothes in the passionate moments of making love to her the first time. Crystal stood there wide eyed, trying to absorb the shock of a rather stranger baring herself down to black thongs.