I'm frightened, Mummy, that I'm just infatuated and that it'll suddenly go pop. But Mummy I couldn't live without him now."Frances smiled lovingly at ...er. "How much of this have you discussed with Mark?" Only about when we're apart. The last thing I wanted to do yesterday when he was frail was to load him with my problems."Frances nodded. "Good girl," she said. "What did he say about hurting when you're apart?" He said it was the same for him. He said we were two pretty rational, intelligent. Turned out, the bikers were vampires on the run and they were here for a pit stop. I continued screaming as my friends were torn to pieces one after the other.Soon, the bloodshed calmed down. I was the last survivor in the bar, my three best friends were dead, I was covered in their blood. The small framed girl who had been gorging on Mary’s torn neck grabbed me by the collar.“You,” she spited, “you, we fuck.”And she threw me across the table. My white blouse was torn open, my bra reaped, my. He could now hear her voice as she spoke on the phone. It had a soft girlish (though not childish) tone to it that made him smile. He also could see her, through his open door, as she would whirl around in her chair to reach her file cabinet, her skirt pulling up to mid-thigh level, revealing her long slender legs. Now in closer proximity, they went beyond polite hellos to friendly greetings and short conversations. As someone new to the business, she had questions to ask that he didn’t mind. “We could always fool around. They don’t have anyplace to fuck on the plane unless you want to use one of the bathrooms, but kissing and touching are allowed and long as you don’t disturb the other passengers.”Lora put the remote down and leaned over. “What are you guys up to?”“Carley’s bored and I’m horny. We were contemplating a little lightweight sexual activity.”Lora grinned. “That sounds like fun.” She signaled a flight attendant. “Could we have a privacy curtain, please?”The female flight.