Where to go now? We still have three hours left to kill. Scott says, “That’s enough time for you to drive me to the bachelor party and back. But I...don’t think I could show up there with a girl.” He pauses and laughs, as if considering bringing me.If he is going to bring any girl to his boy’s weekend, I’m the one. I might not be able to keep up with the drinks, but give me some tequila and my clothes will come right off - just like the song. I would love to strip down for Scott and his friends.. ...which was rubbing with mine and he stopped me from touching him. He pulled my hand away, and he said.....I owe you...let me take care of you. No argument from me.He moved down between my legs and again took my cock in his mouth. I had my eyes shut most of the time but now I open them and looked down at him sucking me. He was looking up right into my eyes...it was magical.He put his hands under my legs...lifted them up rolling them forward on my chest and while still looking at me he moved. I could also see two of the men lounging in the adjacent room. Tall, handsome men — long legs, tight shirts over muscled chests. Well endowed too, as they had assured me. The third man was in the bathroom, I guessed. I sat up and once more wondered why I was here, doing what I was doing.It had all been quite easy to organize. Expensive, true — but I didn't care. Looking back I would have to agree that this impulsiveness wasn't at all like me. Wasn't I supposed to be the deliberate numbers man?. As he turned base over the water, he heard a loud explosion coming from the rear of the airplane. It shook and shuddered and headed for the water. He alerted the passengers (4) to the possibility of a crash and tried to regain control of the crippled aircraft. He just managed to ‘pancake’ it into the water. The wings broke off as he headed for the passenger’s cabin. The stewardess was doing her best to get the passengers out. Bob grabbed a couple of life jackets, roughly put them on the last 2.