The flight was called and Rachael and I walked to the gate, arm in armand walked right on board as if we owned the plane. I could tell she wasrelived ...nd got her self arranged into the seat as I packed out thingsin the storage area and under our seats. The flight attendants had aglass of Champagne ready for us as we toasted to our time together inPhoenix.The flight filed up and the doors closed as we buckled our seatbelts. Iheld Rachael's hand as she looked out the window and then back at me.. " Okay." Stroke your panties Jess." Yes." Pussypole hard?" Mmm!" My puss wet 4 U." Pussypole hot." Play with cockclit Jess, one finger, just on tip." MMm!"Slow, circles."All the messages were coming from her now, thick and fast and I followed every instruction."Stroke, up and down." My pussypole Jess, lick fingers." Taste me?" Nice, more fingers, rub." Up and down, in and out." Really wet 4 U."My stomach muscles started to tremble, I'd never felt as turned on for years. Sitting there watching a. He killed a Priestess of Bane who was trying to assassinate him. He's clearly not from around here. Look at him, he carries himself with more self-assurance than the King." My Lord," she turned to me. "What are you?" She asked pointedly.I gestured to Richard to sit and he did. "I'm not from this world." I dropped that bombshell first. There was silence. "As I told Megan here earlier, I was in my carriage when I was blinded by a bright light. When I was able to see again, my carriage was trapped. She looked herself up and down. "Not bad" she thought. Standing in front of the bedroom mirror, she looked stunning, even though she said so herself! She was wearing the clothes Paul had picked out for her. White fishnets, red high heels, lacy bra and thong. She put her hands on her hips and wiggled a little. She smiled. "God, I'm sexy" she laughed to herself.She shouted down to Paul "Five minutes Paul". She turned back to her bed and picked up the new black dress Paul had bought for her. "A.