She seemed to be wriggling about more than was absolutely necessary to plug the prongs into the socket but that might, well, to give her the benefit o... the doubt, and be because she was nervous of electrical connections. Her ass was very solid and shapely. Bob saw her little brown eye revealed. She pushed the plug in. Nothing. “I’m afraid it’s kaput,” he said. “Oh, dear,” she wailed. She got up again, smoothing the shin down over her supple flanks. As she pulled it down her deep cleavage was. We had never gone to Vegas before and why not. At our first night Vegas, we went down for dinner at a Brazilian restaurant in the casino. At the next table, we met Jill and Les who were also in their thirties Jill was a fiery redhead, 5'6 with green eyes. Les was 6'4 or 6'5 with broad shoulders, with green eyes as well. I'm not really sure how the conversation started but it never seem to end during dinner. It was hard to imagine but we had so much in common. Les was an controller and. In front of a bunch of other guys as well."I stopped talking for a while and tried to catch my breath and regain my composure. There was no point, in my estimation, of holding anything back, because if I didn't tell them, they would be the only people in town that didn't know about it, I was sure."So yes, Dad, there is more than one guy's stuff there on the sheets. There are four, if you want to get picky about it, and I don't have any idea what to do about it. So if you don't mind, I will just. I knew that, but no one ever said it to me like that. That's a lot of responsibility. I'm fuckin' around far too much, aren't I?" Not in the least. You've demonstrated to me your unique ability to show me how the plane handles and a cute little flip. You've demonstrated to me before we ever took off that you wanted to be assured the plane was right. I want you whenever I fly. You're really good."She smiled at me and said, "You married?" No, but I do have someone special." She the jealous type?".