We both learned and improved, better individuals for our friendship.He punched my arm, the good one."Damn you, Lar, I've been stuck in here for three ...ays waiting for you to wake up and tell them I had nothing to do with this. Whatever this is. What is this, anyway, and who the Hell are you and what have you done with my friend Larry Sampson?" Oh, God, Mac, where do I start..." He can't tell you," came a delicately accented voice from the bed.The two of us turned our heads as one to look at the. He set about undoing the remaining oversized buttons, which would barely fit throughthe buttonholes, as he undid the last one, his mother slowly raised her arms over her head.Vin pulled the blouse up, turning it inside out, as the sleeves came free of her wrists.Her bra was white cotton, she held her arms out, allowing Vin to reach around back, unfastening the triple hooks, holdings the bra in place.She raised her arms again, allowing Vin to pull the bra over her head.Her forty year old breasts. I kept still for about ten minutes, and I drifted asleep. I didn’t know that it is possible to keep the seat in the reclined position during landing, but I woke up when the FA announced that we just had landed But first class passengers were maybe special. I was still in my ‘bed’ when we docked at the gate. Then an announce came that because of an emergency situation, the passengers had to wait before deplaning. I was still wondering what was going on, when the front hatch opened and four men. Randy had made Louise make a tape message, so he could send a phone message to her mother saying they were in good shape, but wouldn't be returned until Mr. "Jones" was ready to release them. Randy then called Katy's home phone from his mobile. When Katy answered, he introduced himself as a Mr. Jones and then played the tape. Katy's blood ran cold. Randy explained that the return of her c***dren, in one piece, depended solely on her absolute cooperation. He told her if he so much as suspected.