Somewhere along the return journey, he would meet us, and there he would begin another lesson.Increasingly his lessons included brief sparring session... with him.I found those brief sessions very educational and humbling. As ancient and frail as Ghordun of Yalme was, with sword and dagger in hand, he was a force of nature. Sometimes his movements seemed to throw an extra spin or weave or hitch into what I saw as an otherwise elegant form, but I was too busy learning to worry about it. Time. She had applied dark lipstick and Long earings Making her look Marvelous. She Said she was quite bored and wanted to have a drink.I welcomed her and Made Two Glasses Of Whiskey. 60 ML Peg Each. We were talking about life and Shit and She asked me why I didn’t have a Girlfriend. I said I wanted one like her. She Laughed and Lighted one cigarette. I complimented about her body and she was quite blushing. Every time she bent over to Throw the stash I could see her boobs. that Made my tool erect.. As the lights got dim he got more daring.The spandex of her Yoga pants made Eva slide down on her seat as she was asleep. Now her breasts were inline with Ramesh’s elbow. Ramesh used the opportunity to press them with his elbow. The he folded his hands so that his left hand was on top of his right elbow. He started using his left index finger to play with Eva’s breast. Eva showed no visible response. Ramesh continued his escapades.Suddenly the flight hit some turbulence and Eva was awakened.. “Oh, God,….you are getting me close again….”, my voice cracked with excitement. I knew he could make me come any time he wanted, and in that way, he now owned me. I was his. I thrashed about, grasping the cushions on the couch as he opened me further and further with his fingers, driving me closer to the climax that I craved, and that I needed. Eric seemed to know just how close he could take me, and then he suddenly stopped, pulling his fingers from my pussy. I moaned in frustration. My pussy.