After transferring everything, the pilot full throttled the jet and short hopped it off the end of the runway several hundred feet into the sand and g...avel. That gave the appearance that the pilot had botched either the landing or takeoff.Howie placed several incendiary charges at important places in the plane; one was right at the junction of all the fuel lines. We were five miles away when we saw flames in the night from that direction. With the circuit breakers tripped on the fire. I found a shirt and a pair of shorts just laying on the couch today. The cushion felt uneven when I sat down, there was a bra stuffed between the cushion and armrest! A black one with a lacy trim... kind of hot actually. But that’s not the point! The point is I’d rather not live with someone who doesn’t clean up after themselves! Day 8So a lot happened today, but let me start with last night. I was turning in for the evening when I walked past the door to Melanie’s bedroom. She had left it open. I looked up and saw Husdom fucking a woman with beautiful, huge heavy tits. The guy behind me took me good and hard and long and my scream and moans were drowned by the music and then he stopped and told me to suck his cock. He came shooting his load over my tits and dress. Right there on the dance floor. The four of us moved to the bar to get a drink and admire the costumes of some of the other guests. A group of guys stood talking whilst naked women knelt at their feet and pleasured their. Soon she did. Twice. Three times.There was a pause and then he said, "Yeah, take it deep," with slurping sounds.Another pause and she gave the unmistakable grunt of being penetrated. For the next ten minutes or so, they filled the suite with the obscene sounds of fucking. Bed creaking. Bodies slapping. Grunting. A lot of "oh fucks" and "oh shits." Occasionally a short pause, I assume to change positions.Finally, I heard him: "I'm going to cum" and her ordering him to fill her pussy. An animal.