Mirriam was allowed in. Bobby was not.“We’ll take care of her,” said a burly female nurse, who Bobby would always swear had a thin black moustac...e on her upper lip. “You just sit down and relax. Your wife is in good hands.”“She’s my sister,” said Bobby automatically.“Oh,” said the nurse. “Well you probably know her well enough to help get the paperwork started then.”She took him to an office, where he found out Mirriam had already filled out the paperwork, earlier. All he had to do was confirm. Through an open door I saw a group of men chatting in an ornate, darkly paneled drawing room, but instead of depositing me there, my escort led me up a broad winding staircase to the next floor. At the end of a long hallway, he knocked on a highly polished wooden door. Another very large man answered and welcomed me inside what obviously was an office, just like one that a person might encounter in any business district in the world. The office was complete with a matronly, yet obviously. 'Oh how sweet that was darling Kaye', kissing me all over the face and neck again, 'we land at Bahrain for refuelling in about 10 minutes, and hours stop-over, meet me at the lounge bar' and then she was gone. Quickly grabbing the thong in my mouth and my trousers on, shoes. Everyone gets off the plane for the hours stop-over and buyiing duty free gold, perfumes and drinks etc. me included....and then to the bar and Miranda is sat in the company of another 2 Stewardesses. damn I think to. Her tone of voice made it clear that she'd love to show off her body like that to him, but that she was still struggling very much with the teacher student taboo.If John really pressed her to show it she would likely give in already, but fortunately he let it rest, probably realizing that she wasn't ready for it yet."Hey, at least you get to see me in a bikini in a little bit," Alice said with a more cheerful voice, giving him a wink.John let out an appreciating murmur, after which he.