The falling snow was so thick she couldn't see the hangar as she made her way toward the charter line headquarters, falling in huge wet snowflakes tha... stuck to her like glue. She was soaked to the skin when she finally reached the shelter of the hangar, and the tiny office of Northern Lines Charter Service."I'm Mrs. Dennison," she said hopefully, "I think my brother- in-law made arrangements for a flight with your company. Have I got the right place?"A young-looking man wearing a ski jacket. Can't be a bimbo if you are passing geography can you sir? We are still waiting for the replacement schoolgirls as we speak." I see." Replied John, "Well, all is not lost I suppose. I assume one normally keeps a healthy number of naughty nurses for times like these." We certainly do sir." smiled the man proudly."Brilliant! I shall take one of them then." What, today sir?" Yes. Today. I want the naughtiest, sluttiest, bimboiest nurse you've got. With extra jiggles too." But it's Tuesday sir.". Sex. We met in the resturant that was close by, and to make it brief. We all got along well. Shane sat next to my wife, I will call Cher. And after playing around for a while between drinks. We headed up stairs to our room. Now before I go on I have to add that Shane and I talked between ourselves, and I had set down some ground rules which he excepted. He had only one. That he was there to,( and I am using his choice of words here) "fuck the pussy". And that once he started that I would not. While the class was fun, she and a few others had difficulty picking up some of the moves. Darcy shook her head as she watched some of the younger women vie for special attention from Jason. She smirked a little when he appeared not to acknowledge the younger women's overt flirting, but never noticed him glancing her way from time to time.The two-hour class ended at two-thirty, and the majority of its members either remained to join in the free swim or went to the showers and prepared to go.