P: can I get your number? she asked meM: I gave a pamphlet to her of my resto cafeP: how rude? you’re giving a pamphlet to your friend. Why can’t ...our friend order to you?M: Pooja, so you accepted me as your friend?P: yes da, she said.M: apo OK d. I just took her handbag and took her phone it was I-phone 7 and I took her thumb and placed it on finger access and unlocked her phone.P: your into the flow now daM: ama d Pooja. I’m fully into the flow.Sorry, I forgot to describe her dress. She wore. After another ten minutes passed, a party of five paid and left setting in motion a reshuffle of tables that brought me to the head of the line. My hopes were raised momentarily as a pair of businessmen stood up and shook hands, then sank again as only one of them made his way to the exit. The other man sat down and called the waiter over to order another drink. I hid my frustration in my iphone. Only to be reminded of Mark’s message. I knew it was ridiculous to be upset when there was little. "You need to go, before my mom hears us" I said quietlyWith that said, Rachel got dressed and jumped out of the window she came through. I thought a little about Rachel, there was some kind of connection there, as I would later find out. For now though, I just went back to sleep.The next day, I woke up, with Rachel's cum still inside of me, as well as on my pussy lips, and on the sheets. I got into the shower not bothering to clean out the cum in my cunt. After dressing and eating breakfast, I. She was quickly cleared through the security checkpoint. Her plastic knife did not, of course, register on the metal detector, and her new wristcom seemed not to be a problem either. The normal remote in her bag also caused no comment. But of course, everybody carried one of those.The plane was only partly filled. Her seat was in second class, and there was no one seated next to her. Pru settled in and began a thorough reading of the manual for her wristcom. Some of its functions surprised her;.