Hey no stops and very private with only the pilot co-pilot and attendant. The three would stay in the cockpit unless we need something and the interco... would bring the attendant immediately. It was a 9 hour flight and we had the missed drink after takeoff and then a light meal. Monica was going to join the Mile-High-Club and I had brought two things to make it more interesting. Collar and arm binder behind the back and adjustable spreader bar with ankle cuffs. Monica stripped naked and knelt. Christy's eyes got big again and she went "Ohhhhhh Daddy!" and her knees sagged some more before she finally moved one foot, spreading her feet about two feet apart. I could see Daddy's finger now and it was stuck way up in her and he was lifting on it, almost like he was trying to lift her off the hay with just that one finger. "OH DADDY!!!!" Christy yelled again.Daddy was pushing her down on the hay now, where he'd kicked our pile of clothes to make a sort of bed. Now she flung her legs wide. Three sets of lives had been damaged.I was sitting around feeling sorry for myself when there was a tap at the door. I turned to see Phoebe open it and come in just like she always did.“I got a sitter for Chris tonight,” she said.To say I was astonished is the understatement of the century.“Hi,” I managed to croak.“I thought we could talk.”“Hannah’s not here,” I said, for some inane reason.“I know,” she said. While my mind was trying to figure out how she knew, and had finally settled on the. "What the hell do you think I am? A fucking wimp? A spineless shit that will sleep in the same bed his wife betrayed him in? Sleep with the unfaithful tramp that betrayed him? I have never been unfaithful, and I'll be goddamned if I'll sleep in a bed, or room, were my wife has made me a fucking cuckold!"I firmly guided her from the room and locked the door. It was early but I was totally drained. I slept in short spans that night and got up in the morning feeling more exhausted than when I went.