I got back up to the booth and my student teacher Travis was standing there with his arms crossed, staring at me. He was a tall, skinny dude. He had g...asses and dark, thin black hair. He was smiling, looking slightly amused.“So, how’d that go?” He smirked.“How’d what go?” I replied bitterly taking my seat and taking a sandwich out of my bag.“Talking to her” He nodded towards Kathy, Daniel and the mystery friend.“I was talking to my friend. "Well I'm sorry you feel that way but you knew what the standardstewards uniform looks like and we need men with a pleasant personalityand good looking legs," she said."That's sexist! We have witnesses," he said."The outfit is the industry standard outfit for male flightattendants," she calmly said."Why don't women who work as attendants have to wear a short dress?" heasked growing furious."We are a family airline and don't hire cross dressers. Now if you twowould please leave, it is clear that. Pulling me down on the couch next to him he began kissing me again. AT first I resisted but found it highly stimulating. When I stopped resisting I felt his hands on my knee then he gradually slipped up under my negligee and rubbed my crotch. I was really getting excite.“Now, my hot little girl, I want you to unfasten my belt and pants and pull them down. Then you will see what a real daddy looks like”, he said with a big smile on his face. I have to admit I wanted to and yet I had never done. "Yeah, but I've had the same thoughts." "About our dad?" I said a bit surprised. Maybe the dildo was for him? "No, silly! About, um, mom." His fingers fidgeted with one another, he picked at under his nail. The silliness he had was now gone, and replaced by fear. Probably of judgement, when honestly I had no room to give it. "Oh, okay." "You just had the balls to do something about your urges." He winked to me. I smiled, and laughed a bit. I should probably describe my mom. She is 5'6 and.