Then there was the memory of Bobby, pulling her through the darkness of the secret passageway, telling her to be quiet. She shook the screams out of h...r head and pushed her mind to her mother's face, eyes open and staring. She hadn't understood what was happening then, and only later in life did she learn what that meant. Instead of letting her manufactured memories mar her mother's face, she tried to remember the eyes, eyes that looked like they were focused on some far distant place ... a. James begin to take off his clothes, strength out on my bed, I have put on a mini tin top shirt with the word say ‘fuck me’ on it. The shirt only cover half of my 46D cup tits with my nipples hard and show, nothing at the bottom, just my fat ass, and my clean shave pussy. As, James lay down on my bed his 9 inches dick was standing stiff in place (mmmmmmmmm damn) his dick looks so good and tasty. I walk over to James and start to lick on his dick, and put my mouth way down on his dick until. Oh my, it was almost like going to see my father. That was what it was. Now I realised that as well as being a father figure to Lena he was one to me as well but unlike my own father, I wanted him sexually. Oh dear, now I was confused! So, standing there thinking hadn’t really helped had it! I took a deep breath and tried to calm my beating heart, why was it beating so? I pushed open the door and went inside. Mike was sitting on the chaise longue and wearing pyjama trousers like he had on. “Fuel burn drops ten percent, speed increases ten percent. Turbines suck the juice hard at low altitudes. Anything over a hundred miles, I’m getting’ up here. IFR, yes, but so much more efficient. Saves the planet. Polar bears smile. All that.”“Didn’t know it made that much difference,” Sandy replied.“I can send you a link to the Pilot Information Manual,” Cindy said. “It makes for good reading for an aviation geek.”“Do that,” Sandy said. “I’m curious.”She looked at me, did a quick read of my.