I had a season with Lufthansa, during my University semester, I was having a Gap year, trying to make my mind up what to do, and where better, than tr...velling to some exotic location in the Far East, in this instance, Thailand.The passengers were fed and watered, and we were just bedding them down to either watch the in-flight movie, or sleep.My co-worker Inge, a German girl, was smart, beautiful and typically efficient. We were in the rear kitchen tidying up when this hunk of a guy came in and. ‘I didn’t think you’d ever be interested again.’ ‘Are you kidding? I always got turned on for you,’ I exclaimed. ‘But now I keep thinking about you in the arms of another man,’ I admitted. I was feeling myself getting close to the edge but wanting to use this erotic high to perhaps encourage her to be more open with me about her other lovers. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know who it was, but the mental images in my brain at that moment were bringing my volcano very close to eruption. ‘Have. "Looks like you were busy last night," sneered Andre to Justine as she walked by. The least you could have done was let me watch." I would think you were otherwise occupied," retorted Justine, nodding to Margo and her white hair."It would seem that Wilhelm and Andre have successfully fulfilled their fatherly duties," smiled Erik holding up a glass of juice and also noting Raquel, Tamara and Cynthia and their snowcapped tresses. "Today we toast the beginning of the new Ragonian. “My, you are a pretty little thing, now aren’t you? So, why don’t we start at the beginning? Tell me about you first sexual experience…” Over the next ten minutes or so the Mistress interviewed me and asked me a wide range of questions. When did I have my first time with a woman? What was it like? When was the first time with a guy? How was that? When did I start dressing? What did I like so much about it? What are my sexual practices? Et cetera, et certera… “When was the last time.