She tried to squeeze her thighs together as his fingers got closer and closer; she tried her best to close her legs but all she did was open them wide... for him. Closer and closer they got. She felt his fingers touch the elasticated edge of her panties and then she suddenly found the strength to slam her thighs shut. “Please Al. No.” Al looked her in the eye as his fingers remained trapped between her thighs. “Please no.” Al pulled away. A few minutes later he was stood at her front door. It was but I don’t like to fly that high ... the mask makes me claustrophobic ... so ... I don’t. My route took me through Judith Gap ... between the west end of the Big Snowys and the east end of the Little Belts.Then it was the Bulls, the Pryors, the Big Horns and the Wolf Mountains. I was never farther away from nasty big rocks than fifty miles.Flying in high winds, fifty miles is a horseshoe leaner. In overcast it’s damn near a ringer. I didn’t want any ringers. Montana makes it hard to fly. . and you weave your hand up under my skirt and I see the look in your eyes when you realise that I have no knickers on. Oh My God you said you are such a nawty bitch ....... and I am going to tease you today as much as you tease me ....We get to your motel room and you hold me in your arms and kiss me - its been ages and you know I needed escape from realities- you lead me to your bed and lay down beside me and you just lie there and kiss me and hold me in your arms and stroke my face and my. She’s girl next door pretty. That co pilot for the Sheridan based flight down ... now, she would be a serious problem.“Do your research. We’ll go after you get off work Friday.”It must be time to make public appearances as she was sliding out from under my hand. Soon, there was water running and all that marvelous flesh was soon covered in soap. The dressing was just as interest arousing as the undressing had been. Her sitting in front of the huge mirror preparing to meet the public, I was.