She clung to the bars, fisting their smooth surface, her fingers squeezing and releasing with every thrust into her keening flesh. She wanted to see h...m, to watch the pleasure she knew she brought him as she listened to every grunt and moan. His movements grew faster, his grip tighter as he hurtled towards his own release. She wanted to follow him over, to let her body get washed away on the bliss they could share. Instead, she felt him pull away, leaving her body empty and longing, her peak. Back to my journey…It didn’t take long for Sheron to call me. He was surprised i agreed to meet him cuz he truly believed that, despite what i had said to him, the reluctance on my part had to do with his color. i said i had the impression that he thought when we first met there was something racial involved and i felt bad about it. i wanted to meet to explain things in person so he would see that i’m not like that.i explained my relationship with Frank to him. He offered his advice saying that. “You here for business or pleasure?” The other asked me.“Pleasure.” I grinned, checking out her body.She cracked a small smile.“Would you ladies care to come upstairs for a drink?” I asked.“We’d love to.” The woman said, looking at her shorter friend.We took a few steps towards the elevator and then the shorter women stopped.“We do have some things to chat about before we head up.” She said cautiously.I reached into my pocket and pulled out some purple chips. I took a step forward and pushed. The FA almost laughed. I am trying to help dear, now sit back and let me do my job or I'll hurt you, really bad my dear. I am Phyl Brown, Phyllis Brown and your man has been poisoned. It must have been something on those papers the imposter gave him. Now, I'll inject him, you keep giving him this stuff to try to drink, get him in the bathroom and get him to vomit up as often as he can. I think, from the frantic look on Fred's face we have a few more 'sick' passengers on board." She handed Katya.