I spent a Saturday afternoon reading theinstruction book and understanding how the machine worked. I also tidiedthe sewing box and in the bottom found...an unused Butterick pattern for asimple skirt, so all we needed now was fabric, cotton and a zip. JohnLewis had a large haberdashery department and we bought a couple of yardsof dusky pink cotton fabric. It didn't take us long to cut out the skirtwith both of us interpreting the pattern and Babs dredging her memoryfrom Home Economics classes at. ...as fighters, as lovers and as men. And that knowledge turns me on more than I would have ever imagined.I'm thinking about our little fantasy of erotic pleasure in the airport bathroom. You don’t know this yet, but we’re going to make it happen. Do you remember my friend Julie, the flight attendant? She has told me how she can list me standby for a flight and I can get through security. When they call my name to get a ticket I will just ignore them. As long as I don’t get the ticket,. " Katie locked eyes with Alyssa and her willpower melted away to nothing. "I-I-I guess that will be alright Alyssa." Excellent" Alyssa purred into Katie's ear, "come with me and I'll show you a night you'll never forget." Without another word Alyssa took Katie's hand and led her out of the bar, down a few winding alleys and eventually they reached Alyssa's car. As Katie walked to the passenger side of the car, Alyssa spun Katie close to her and licked her cheek. Katie smiled weakly and entered. She tossed her bikini top down onto her towel. Her perfect thumbs went into her bikini bottoms and with perfect grace she took them off. Somehow, she managed to look graceful and beautiful carrying out an act that always made me feel like a drunken ox. My eyes slowly traveled down her lithe form. Wordlessly, I marveled at her shape – the way the swell of her bosom narrowed to the tiniest waist, then curved out again to fill out her taut, round butt. Her skin was flawless, without a tan line to.