“My sweetheart! My lover! My Michele!” she cried, tears streaming down her face.Michele cried too and they held each other until they were both cr...ed out. Michele closed the floor to ceiling curtains, turned down the lamps and took Ying’s hand and led her to the bed.Michele and Ying spent the next two days in bed, getting up only for essentials and to answer the door for room service. They explored each other intimately and their love for each other grew.On the third day they sat across from. While there were plenty of dry eyes in the house at the end of our act, there certainly wasn't a dry cock, well not a straight one at least. I really wanted to make it to the next round. And the only way to make that happen was to help my stage sisters part these men (and a few women) from their cash. I spread my legs and smiled as I watched the money pouring onto the stage. Elke had been right about the money being better tonight. The screens showing the total contributed to each team. “The last two from me are going to hurt.”“Oh, mercy! Please, no!” begged Steve, but to no avail. He nearly crumpled again, his legs quivering and bending, his stomach pressed against the back of the chair, but he gripped the chair seat and managed to hang on for the two severe swats from Robert.“Next?” he heard Robert say. “I got it all nice and red for you guys, so it should be an easy target,” he chuckled.Steve could only imagine how red his ass must be. Those last two swats were the hardest. We had decided in our meeting that both planes were being left on the tarmac in front of the terminal.Lorrie had scheduled half dozen or so flights that were returning tonight and the planes were going to be left on the tarmac in front of the hangar. Carson was going to work the second half of the day. We did not want her staying any longer than necessary the girls and I were going to park them away with the tug tomorrow afternoon.All of us girls had watched and guided the guys pushing planes.