She was tired and hoped that they were not going to get straight down to business after lunch. She and Peter had talked at the start of the flight and...then she had tried to sleep but it had not been a success. Just as she was dropping off they would encounter mild turbulence which would wake her. She also was convinced that the engine noise changed tone but having woken found it was still droning on as it always had. She envied Peter. He appeared to go out like a light and stay out.She did not. You made so much trouble for the business men at Ephesus that they refer to you as ‘the man who turned the world upside down.’ Sensationalism, in missions, is uncalled for. We also deplore the lurid ‘over-the-wall-in-a-basket’ episode at Damascus. We are appalled at your obvious lack of conciliatory behavior. Diplomatic men are not stoned and dragged out of the city gates, or assaulted by furious mobs. Have you ever suspected that gentler words might gain you more friends? I enclose a copy of. “Elizabeth, will you accept my proposal and join me in wedlock?” A warm, glowing smile emenated from Elizabeth, the glimmer from her powerful polished eyeteeth reaching her lover’s eyes. “I, Elizabeth Ann, take you, Miss Lindsey, to be my bride . . . my lovely wife.” Lindsey bent down and kissed her spouse passionately. “I love you so very much.” She paused. “I, Miss Lindsey, take you, Elizabeth Ann, to be my bride, my lover, my beautiful wife. For now and for all time till the last days are. I want to pet it and massage it, and wedge it between my breasts like now to rub it with my breasts. I want to feel it deep in my cunt, or my throat, fucking, thrusting, taking me. I want you to cum anywhere on me or in me, marking me as yours. I belong to you, I want to serve you, in all things, obey you at all times. I am your slut and you, you are my master!”James looked down at her, slightly dazed. She looked back, tears still streaming down her face, though now she was smiling, lustily..