“No need to get pushy, dig? I’m outta here.”He left quickly, and Holly brought a cup of coffee over to the table.Bridgewater, Silver, and Marisa...walked in suddenly, “Gene, Holly. Good. I have news.”Gene stood, as did the young blonde.“We have a plan to retake the Cambridge. It doesn’t involve you two.”Holly protested, “What? Why?”“Details don’t matter right now. You’re not going to idle. What’s important is that I’m going with Marisa and a couple of techs. What we need to do won’t be easy, but. I wash my hands with the strawberry scrub which I have already cleaned and soaked my cock in 3 times now. As you lock the car and open the front door, I appear from behind it with a strawberry half in my mouth wearing nothing but a robe. You bite the other half from me and we share a warming kiss and embrace. You look curiously at the upwards-facing video camera I have set up beneath the stairway. I slip my robe off to reveal recently chiselled body and rock hard cock. I help you slip out of. By the end of the hour, I had gotten the hang of it. I also had a fuller appreciation of the procedures Roy kept hammering into me. They provided guidelines that, if followed, made flying easier. I still needed to use good judgment, but this system gave me a foundation to execute the turns.The only time Roy let his calm slip was when a wind gust caused me to overcompensate, and suddenly we were at an almost ninety-degree angle. He grabbed his stick and corrected us before I put us into a barrel. It looked like it could have been part of a bridaltrousseau, with yards and yards of floating translucent chiffon thatswirled around her legs, accentuated by the large frilly ruffle at thehem that was decorated with lace and slotted ribbon. It wasspectacularly beautiful, the most feminine negligee he'd ever seem, anexquisite cloud of foaming, feminine chiffon. The sleeves were sheerand puffy and gathered at the elbow with blue lace and little ribbonties, but his eyes were drawn to the low cut.