Welcome to the Mile High Club." And welcome to the Bi High Club," I replied."Huh?" I used to be a man," I whispered in Matt's old voice. The blood ra...ed from Rick's face, and he almost bowled Mom over on hisway to the rear of the plane. We could both hear him retching violentlyas we gathered up our purses and hunted for our shoes. "How unusual,"Mom observed. "I didn't know pilots got airsick." I shrugged withfeigned disinterest as I stepped into my heels and followed her off theplane,. There were quite a few BDSM scenes, but they were mostly pretty mild and I was reasonably sure that they were totally staged; the ropes weren’t too tight, the clothes were ripped off without any damage to her skin, and she just didn’t look that scared. Well, being tied up didn’t have her seeming anywhere near as fearful as she’d looked when she’d driven away from my house.Not all the scenes were easy-going. I saw her being choked during sex by some mean and ugly dudes, and that REALLY worried. If one or two of my concubines gives birth to a dark-haired, swarthy kid, well, that’s par for the course. He takes the same risk when it’s his turn to deploy and he leaves me in charge of his girls. Nice ones, too. Both Middle Eastern like himself. We both understand that this duty and custody includes fucking the ladies as well. That’s part of the idea. We also know that while away, we’ll get some strange from the pool or understanding comrades such as yourselves, ma’am,” Scardino smiled.“See. I knew a baseball game was on but, if I wanted to get up at the crack of dawn I knew that I'd better get some shut eye. Sylvia and I chatted for almost an hour before my eyes started getting heavy. I hadn't even finished a third of my beer, I guess I was really tired. "Are you done with that beer?" Sylvia asked me. "Oh, yeah I'm done," I replied. She took the almost full beer and poured it down the sink and turned out the kitchen light. "Well, have a good night and sleep tight Tyler," said.