Raking her nails lightly across his skin and watching as little chill bumps skitter across his flesh making him shudder like he has never experienced ...efore.........he thinks nothing could compare to that feeling........and then she brushes her breasts against his shoulder.....teasing him and driving herself to the edge with the sensation. He stands and takes her hands in his....kissing her fingertips....the back of her hands.....her heart feels as though it will explode and her knees feel. Drips flowed down the V between her legs, through neatly trimmed pubes and off the tiny protrusion of her clit poking slightly out. I stood there in only my panties and t-shirt, conscious of the fact there was likely an obvious dark spot in the front where I'd been rubbing myself earlier."Not bad for 41, eh?" She said, smiling at me."N-n-no, mom. You look great. I gotta go." I turned and walked out, wincing at how awkward I was."Thank you baby!" she called out and I heard the shower door click. Their eyes show only hatred and contempt for me. I am not their daughter and sister, just a monster they want see put to death.I limp, slowly my naked feet shuffle over the paved ground. As I get near the marketplace the mob grew bolder. Devils Whore, Satan?s Harlot, Demon Slut they call me. Not long after, they throw the garbage, stones and sticks at me. Some miss me, some hit me. I stumble to the ground as a sharp stone hit my head. I feel blood running down the side of my face. The guards. I had no auto pilot. It was just me and the bird. I looked out at the bright yellow wings and down at the bright yellow easter egg looking cabin and thought, this bird needs more color.It was just a passing thought, since I needed to stay focused on the work ahead. I flew for an hour thought I had enough gas on board for twice that long. Especially since I tended to cruise only a few miles an hour above stall speed. I had originally taken up flying, so that I could take my own plane to jobs far.