It only took a few minutes to get 75 bags out of the baggage compartment. It was going to take a lot longer to navigate through the maze of reporters ...nd on lookers and then there was customs to deal with.I quickly brushed off the reporters’ questions as the pilot put my bags on the G5. Andy was not going, he had other things to deal with that were as important.The 747 was taxiing to take off as I was speaking to the reporters; its next stop was Fort Dean.But first I needed to survive the. I like the sound of that, Gil." "It is food for thought. But make no mistake, Olivia, the pain is real. I enjoy hurting beautiful things," I grinned. Olivia shifted in her seat as a shiver ran up her back and replied, "I believe you. To be honest, you scare the shit out of me. I don't want the kind of pain that Janet wanted. I'm good with letting you decide how I am tied, and for how long I remain suspended." "Any more questions, Olivia?" I chuckled. Olivia took a deep breath and turned her. I was in heaven, Margret’s nipple tasted so good and I could smell her arousal as I reached up and took her other breast in my hand and massaged it, tweeking her nipple and making her sigh with lust.With my other hand I reached down and found Margret’s naked cunt where it was pressed against me. I cupped her swollen slit in my hand and probed with my middle finger between her lips, opening her to allow me to press deeper until I felt the stiffness of her erect clitoris. I made circular motions. Around 5pm I asked them lets go and see the fields around the village. It was cloudy and winds were blowing too. I quietly asked Disha to use our old idea and I acted as if my head was paining. I asked them to carry on and started my journey back.Disha took my cue properly and I could see her taking her mobile out of the handbag and I started walking back, She smiled at me and I came back. I stopped near a chai stall and started chatting with the chaiwala nearby. He too started asking me.