"You smelled like sulfur," I said, looking at her accusingly.She was even more confused now. "I had just taken out the garbage. Some of my eggs had go...e bad and they were stinking up my place," she answered.I sat there, stunned. I didn't know what to do.She had already pulled her sports bra and shirt back down over her fantastic breasts and had grabbed her thong. As she slipped it back on she said, "Speaking of eggs...um...this was actually a bad time to have bareback sex. I tried to tell you. Rachel was now standing next to Angie. She was standing with her legs slightly apart, 2 fingers exploring her pussy and clitoris. As her fingers thrust into her, Rachel’s body began to shake and she let out a loud moan as an orgasm swept through her. She pulled her wet fingers out of her pussy and very gently began to stroke Angie’s clitoris. Using her juices as a lubricant she let her fingers work either side of her clitoral hood, eventually pushing it up to expose the throbbing, red head.. I'm fine."She placed her hand on my shoulder and her smile never faltered. "Just let me know if you need anything." I had only flown once before and the flight attendants had been nice, but something struck me as wrong about her attentiveness.She walked away. I turned to watch and noticed other passengers raise their hand and make a request, but she wasn't volunteering her services to anyone else.Mandy looked at me across the aisle. "Ral, don't play games like that."I shook my head and. One day due to tight work schedule other members could not go to lunch with me and I thought no one would join me for lunch so I was having lunch alone. After sometime she walks up to me in the cafeteria and questions why am alone and why I didn’t call her for lunch. I mentioned she would have been busy as well so didn’t want to disturb and came alone. She said not to worry and call her whenever I want company. Well that was quite strange for her to converse with me like that. It so happened we.