A burgundy chaise longue was pushed against the wall."I will have to lock the door" she said, in what I sensed was a Spanish accent. "In case a custom...r comes in". She disappeared as I stripped off my jeans and jumper, removed my embarrassing underwear and slipped into the tiny knickers and bra. I caught sight of myself. I looked hot. My 32D breasts slightly spilt over the top of the balconnete bra. I could almost see my soft pink nipples. The high cut of the knickers showed off my slim, supple. “It was my turn to pick the movies.” I said with a smile, as I grabbed a plate, and loaded it up with some of the same eggs that she’d made and put on a plate so we could load up on our own when we were ready. I also grabbed some bacon, probably more then I should have, but what can I say? No one can deny bacon. It’s like crack or something. You don’t say no to bacon, unless you’re Jewish. I sat down at the table, and started eating quietly, smiling to myself. My dad walked in, smiling a little. "Put your coat on so we can go on your run, puppyslut," he said. Until that moment, the ramifications of running with the plug and with Daddy grasping the leash hadn't fully sunk in. Daddy gave no indication that he was joking, so I wordlessly nodded and pulled on my trench coat over my naked body. The fabric strained against my loose breasts. Daddy smiled and held out his hand. I pulled the leash up through the neck of the coat and laid it gently in his palm. He expertly wrapped it around his. I told the pilot I am not a staff man and to turn the radio to another channel. May be that will give us enough time to deplane.. The red light came on we stood up and moved to the door. The green light came on and we began our jump and the cargo master began shoving out supplies. We were able to identify the lighted Triangle, there was not much wind so the guidance was relatively easy to land in the triangle. We gathered our chutes together and by that time we were surrounded by grinning.