He pinched my hips as he passed by. I moaned a little bit “Aaaaah” standing there. The driver got to see me breathing. He got turned on seeing me ...osing with my hands stretched on the rails. Now I got a message like try to seduce the driver as much as you want.I was like why are they doing this to me repeatedly? The driver was slightly older but still was masculine. I leaned on the bus stair rails. I asked how many years has he been driving? I was touching the gear stick bending and showing. “You know that as Maid of Honor, you will be expected to toast your friend after the meal?”“Yes, Sire. It’s a duty in my country also. It just usually occurs after the wedding at the reception rather than the night before.” He smiled.To Roger’s right was Anna and then Mason. I figured he had the same duty also. Jam and I made small talk with the people next to him and with the King. The meal finally ended. King Marcus stood and made a motion with one hand. Fluted glasses were brought in already. I rubbed the back of his neck and those cute little ears. He was so soft, his tongue did not shove its way into my mouth but lightly knocked on the door, the passageway to my sex and passion. I kissed his hand. "'Twas a pleasure, sir. I shall see you another time I'm sure. Keep an eye out for me!" I winked, my lipstick messed up. It was too, the shiny covering on my cell phone acted as a very good and accurate mirror. I walked with my head down, the font of my hat pulled low over my eyes but I. We landed before one and waited for Grandfather's flight to arrive. The flight was on time. Thornton and I met them at the gate.Grandfather looked good. I said, "Welcome to Alabama."He said, "It's about forty degrees warmer here than New York. It's good to see you."I asked, "You look well, how do you feel?" I feel good."I gave Brooke a hug. Thornton greeted Will.Grandfather, Will and Brooke went into the first-class lounge while Thornton and I got the luggage. Will joined us after his restroom.