She inches down the aisle scanning the faces of the passengers as if looking for someone. She’s wearing a pleated skirt swishing on long lovely legs... Tan ... firm ... shapely ... The swell of her breasts is accentuated by a hint of cleavage peeking through the open zipper at her throat. Her movements are fluid, graceful, and more than a little alluring.Her eyes meet mine and I realize I’ve been staring. I quickly feign interest in the activities of the baggage handling crew on the tarmac. Let’s. I amhowever, interested in Kritsada. He has come to our notice recentlybecause he has decided to become involved in our politics. We have tokeep an eye on him as we do all who choose to try to influence thedirection our country goes in."I was now alarmed. Politics in Thailand is notoriously chaotic andcorrupt. The country is ruled by a military junta, the National Councilfor Peace and Order. Their power is absolute, and they have imposedmartial law, banned political meetings and detained. I watched as he got up and grabbing a pair of wrist restraints from the table, he moved around behind me and placed them on me and me and then sat back down again. A hard slap to my face followed, "You love me don't you whore?" he asked me "With all my heart" I replied quickly and another slap to my face followed, then another as he slapped me hard enough to unbalance me. "Get back on your knees whore" he ordered and as soon as I did, another slap came. He had placed a rug in front of him and. I leaned back as far as his arms would allow me. Looking into his eyes, I searched them. “Do you want me to kiss you?” I asked. Never breaking eye contact, he nodded. I leaned down and brushed my lips lightly over his. Rubbing my soft lips over his, I enjoyed the texture of them. Using my tongue to part his lips, I nibbled his full bottom lips, occasionally sucking it into my mouth. Ben was sitting as still as a stone, not even breathing. I ran my tongue along the seam of his lips, and then.