While I don't think I willexperience as heavy flow as you do, I'm still afraid that I must changemy pad during my second flight. I hope the flight att...ndant won't noticewhen I go into the toilet cubicle carrying the pink envelope. That wouldbe embarrassing.Before I say goodbye, just briefly about terminology. I see you alwaystalk about panty-liners. I thought panty-liners were used betweenperiods for discharge and odour control while sanitarypads/napkins/towels were used to catch menstrual. “Speak up, I can’t hear you!” the voice demanded.Oh god, she thought. She glanced quickly around and then leaned in toward the speaker again and said, as loudly as she dared, “I’m your little slave-girl, Sir!”The door buzzed and Diana felt her pussy clench as she made her way inside and began the climb up to the third floor. When she reached it, she saw there were four doors along the hallway and for a moment Diana was unable to recall the apartment number. But one door had a Post-It note on. "C.... C.... Can I talk to you???" Emily asked.I was so deep in twisted thought I could barely respond. "Yeah, I guess."Emily sat down on the edge of the bed, staring intently at the growing wet spot on the sheet. My cock was still hard, twitching, cumming....Emily and Amy looked so much alike in the bodies but Emily is blonde and Amy is brunette.Looking at her body was making me think about Amy even that much more.I don't know who else to talk to.Amy said something that disturbs me.... but. “Thanks,” replied Abe.The front door opened and Bill, wearing only his boxers, staggered out onto the porch. The door closed behind him. Rubbing a hand through his hair, he said, “You got it running. That’s great.”Grinning at his friend, Abe said, “I’m not trying to make a big deal out of this, but the women around here are going to go wild over those boxers.”Bill grinned and shuddered as the cold air finally registered. He was about to make a comment about driving women wild was his specialty.