Frank felt sorry for the 'great unwashed' as he referred to all those normal people who didn't have the advantage of being a member of one of the airl...ne clubs. They had no option but to sit around the airport just waiting. Apparently delays were a fairly common occurrence for this flight, because of fog in Norfolk Island.Frank decided that, despite the relatively early hour, mid morning, they should enjoy a glass of bubbly while they waited, to get them in a good holiday mood. Sandy was not. I was toned, tan, and had a mini skirt on that was so short it could have been a belt under that I had a garter and fishnets. Bright red six inch heels and a sheer loose fitting blouse rounded out my attire. I would have looked right at home on a porno set, or turning tricks downtown. Either way it was perfect. I was a little scared when I arrived at the old home converted into adult bookstore. There were lots of guys just hanging around the video booths with visible hard ons showing through. ”“They will want to know what you do with your time. They will begin asking about all the weekends you have spent “studying” or doing school things.”“Yeah,” she mutterer moodily.“Do you enjoy our relationship?”“Yes of course I do,” she snapped.“Then you will make your apologies to Mrs. Lattimer and pull your grade up immediately.”She glared glared at me her green eyes narrowing.“I guess so,” she muttered.“Good girl,” I said and hugged her gently.She let me hold her close and then I heard her. I spent most of my day behind a desk and I needed to keep my fitness levels up to BFT standard, as I intended going on the sergeant promotion course, when ever the chance arose.With my off duty time spent in academic and sporting pursuits I had little opportunity, and I have to also admit little inclination, to take up a sexual relationship with any local girl. It was only an hour by train to London and I started spending more of my off duty time at Plaistow. That sense of contentment acquired.