"Storm Who Walks paid a rare visit directly to Shadow with a message, "The Great Spirit is well pleased with your progress in feeding the starving peo...le behind the lines in this war. Your clever work has been noted and will never be forgotten. You are living up to expectations and your efforts are appreciated. So I am here to present you with a formal THANK YOU. Is there a special boon that The Great Spirit can grant?" The only thing that I could possibly want beyond what I already have, is. And I had another, connecting flight!Almost as reading my thought, she asked, settling down in her seat:- Is this your last flight?- No - I breathed out, trying to gain control over my trembling whisperand failing - I have a connecting flight to Chicago...- Me too! - Her face lit up - Ah, this is going to be fun!My lips trembled, as I realized that I am stuck like this not only forthis flight, but a next one as well! Plus an hour-long layover between theflights! That's at least three more hours. I said "he gets back next week, next Friday."He asked, "What time bitch, what time Friday?"I said, "He always gets in by 2."He asked, "2 PM or 2 AM?"I said as I began masturbating in the shower "2 PM."I heard him tell someone' Tell Hank she can only do two more sets and make sure you reload all the fucking camera's, this cunt is going to make us a fucking fortune."I heard it but it did not register, I was ready to cum and I could not rub my clit hard or fast enough. I stood in the shower. ' Shenodded, all business like. 'Ok, this will take a while,' she said, lookingat us both. 'We have to be serious here to see if it'll work.' 'Wehave all night, o dark one,' Mark said with an exaggerated bow and a smile. Belindarolled her eyes, muttered something about queens and focussed back on me.'Last chance Chris, are you committed to this or has our camp friend persuadedyou against your better nature?' Ithought back at all the rejections I had endured, the times I had been.