Then around 11pm, I said we needed to get to bed. We never heard from them again.”“Wow” I said. “We talked about this for a few months now, bu... you guys sort of just came out of nowhere. Which, may be the best way for this to happen.”Brad smiled at me and said, “Man, you may be right. I hope it really is ok that I am Bi. I mean, I never do anything if the guy doesn’t want too, but I always think it is better to be up front about this stuff.”I nodded, and then, not sure why, I reached over and. They didn’t argue but walked silently out of there. ‘My clothes are covered by a fluorescent material that will be visible in the dark. It’s an invention made by… one of my friends.’ Mary said ‘The scumbags particularly liked my breast and ass areas, and there should be plenty evidence on them. I think you should go take a look. Bring golden boy, I want to talk to the ladies alone for a while.’ I walked out and made the golden boy, Simon, know that I wanted him to join me. Perhaps he could. The flight attendants finally got the passengers settled and the safety video started and everyone had to turn off their electronic devices.I told her, "You have a better chance of getting struck by lightning three times than crashing in a plane."She giggled and said, "You probably shouldn't have said that, my friends jokingly call me Murphy, after Murphy's Law." That's anything that can happen, will happen, right?" That's the one." Oh boy, I guess we are in for a bumpy ride."She laughed again. Robbie began to shift position, seriously considering leaving the camera behind and making a dash for it. He hadn't cleared the memory for months, and the card contained hundreds - maybe thousands - of photos of women. Of all ages, and all in their swimwear.But something kept him there. The camera also contained personal photos of him and his family. He lived in a small town, and he would be easily traceable if the girls handed it in to someone. He couldn't face the possibility of anyone - most.