"I got a weird feeling about Dylan telling Peter she wanted to be his slut. I'll admit a few brief pangs of jealousy. But those didn't last long. What...did register was the fact that Amber, who often acted like a little slut, didn't want to be treated that way by me when she wanted me to make love to her. And now, Dylan, the non-slutty one wanted to be Peter's slut. It didn't seem like this could be coincidence."So what did you do?" I asked Peter."There wasn't much I could do, really. She got up. The idea frightens me and excites me all at the same time. What Maria and Jacob did was completely improper, of course. If my parents knew, they would dismiss both of them immediately. I’m a little bit surprised that Jacob was so brazen about it once he saw that I was watching. The thought of his eyes on me as he licked Maria to an orgasm is causing me to tingle and drip between my legs. I want to do that. I want a man to put his cock in my mouth and I want to suck him until he comes. I want a. Ground (with quite arrogant impatience): Speedbird 206, have you not been to Frankfurt before?Speedbird 206 (coolly): Yes, twice in 1944 but I didn’t land and I left a fuckin’ messMumbai, what number am I in the landing sequence?By the time you land, sir, you will be number one.TWA 2341, for noise abatement turn right 45 Degrees. Centre, we are at 35,000 feet. How much noise can we make up here?Sir, have you ever heard the noise a 747 makes when it hits a 727?A DC-10 had come in a little hot. But, in my uniform, no one would be able to see the scar, and no one would care if I was my brother or not. I worked just as hard as Eddie did, and Grant already knew the hours were mine, so he’d put my hours towards MY next pay cheque and not Eddie’s. No problem.So I picked up his name tag and pinned it to my chest, and Grant gave me my first task of the day: our very first customer had somehow managed to catch a bag of feed on one of the shelves, and it had torn open and feed had spilt.