Not trying to hurt her, but to hopefully increase her pleasure. I am not sure where that idea came from, but man was I right. Not awfully long after...I started doing that, she began to get into a rhythm with me and started pressing her hips into my face harder and harder. She was now telling me to pinch her nipples harder and harder as she was moaning in rhythm with her thrusts into my face. I am not sure how long it was, but eventually her entire body tensed up and she let out a long moan as. To me, that point was a cause for celebration because Doc allowed us to have our cell phones again. It turned out that the pilot had a stash of TracPhones, and they were passed out, freshly charged. I called my house to check my ancient answering machine and was alarmed to discover I had gotten five messages from Althea in New York, as well as some messages from Los Angeles from a number I did not recognize.When I called Althea back – I had to stop the proceedings in the executive cabin in. "John," the fan nervously answered as he shook her hand."Nice to meet you, John!" beamed emma.The fan seemed really shy. emma could tell it'd be hard to get a conversation going. He probably didn't have much experience around girls."So John, did you enjoy the concert?" she questioned.John smiled a little. "It was great! So memorable seeing your band on my birthday!"emma returned the smile. "Your birthday, huh? How old did you turn?" I'm 18 now."emma smiled wider. "Happy 18th Birthday,. Eventually, half way through the second visit, I asked him why he concerned himself with me. I realized later I should have put a lot more thought into the question, as he resorted to stock replies- I was hurt and need help, I was alone and needed a visitor, I was robbed and could use assistance etcetera. It sounded very nice, and it was impossible to refute it, but the fact was, it never answered my question! A couple more days and the hospital told me I would be discharged. I had no place to.