We were able to walk to the window and look towards downtown Albuquerque. The valley spread out before us.Susan then led the tour to the Eagle area. L...sa was already there and was sitting in her office. She greeted us and showed us Lena's office. She then led us down the hall to Bob's office. He looked overwhelmed.She next showed us the conference room. It was exquisite. It was perfect. The most impressive thing was the conference table. While the rest were oohing and ahhing, I pulled Susan. It was very, very dark and quiet in that mountain forest. We could see campfires. Before I joined the girls in the back seat I moved both front seats forward and folded the backrests forward too. I got in on one side and immediately Maggie found my cock and went down on me. Right about then, dark as it was, I noticed that Maggie's clothing was gone except a camisole top and nothing else and it was pushed up to her armpits. Dot was the opposite; her breasts were bare but she still had her skirt. The curtains were round their seats, so she slipped off her evening dress and donned an abaya over her English brassière and knickers. Her evening dress was left on the aeroplane and ended up as part of the wardrobe of one of the stewardesses, who wore it in London on layovers to amuse the pilots.The pair of them left the aeroplane and were soon ensconced in Derek's car, which impressed Helen greatly when she realised it was a chauffeur driven Rolls. Derek said something she did not understand. *giggle*; I don't really remember things so well before I fell in love with you!" And I'm sure you're mother will feel quite the same way by the time spring break is over!" you say.Mary scrunches her face up, confused."What do you mean?" she asks."You don't have to worry your pretty head about it, Mary," you tell her.Her blue eyes go distant as the trigger phrase pushes her into a light trance."I don't have to worry my pretty head about it..." she says in that lovely monotone that has become.