And I am also sure this is going to be a lot of fun!" Well then," said Melissa, "let me lock the lobby door and I will be right back. Don't start with...ut me." she laughed again. She returned a couple of minutes later and pulled off her top and struggled a bit to get her skirt down over her hips. It wasn't that she was fat as much as it was that she was wearing clothes for someone a size smaller than she was. She unhooked her bra and her tits dropped a couple of inches on her chest. They were. She got another job that was better than any she had before and was easily able to fend off advances that her horniness might have made her spread her legs for in the past. She was developing the self-confidence that I knew she deserved.Less than two weeks into the new job she texted me that she would be home late. It was more like “early”. Six am to be exact. Fortunately it was a Saturday morning. As she crawled into bed with a slowly awakening me, she murmured, “If you want to enjoy a. "I don't call those people flight attendants either. Especially the guys, those bitches really piss me off. Like the one who was coming to see what I wanted. He had a name tag that said "Toby" on it. Riiiiiight."Yes?" He looked at me."Are you my stewardess?" I asked him, like I was expecting someone else."Nooo ... I'm your flight attendant, ma'am. What can I do for you?" I was just wondering if I could get a deck of cards?" I smiled sweetly and Toby nodded. "And, uh ... How long is this. It paralyzed her for a time, while they attacked her. Its effects wore off before the three of them were done with her, and she managed to get away from them. Top here prevented them from catching her again, and chased them away." How could an old fogy like him prevent three men from taking her back?" Roger asked, mystified."It was easy," I answered. "They didn't want to face my Model 97 loaded with buckshot." We were interrupted then by a knock on the door. The Sergeant Major got up to see.