Of course, he was chosen to be one of the models and on Friday afternoon he boarded the flight for Malibu. His ticket showed him returning late in the...evening. Whatever Jean thought, he was taking Anne at her word and assuming that he was not expected to stay for the weekend. But once he was on the plane he began to wonder whether he would stay. His mind flipped back to Jean's dildo. He already missed it. What would the real thing be like?He had dressed in a white silk, long sleeved blouse with. She had pulled her saree up to her knees and her sexy thighs were very inviting.And to top that she was humming a very romantic Kannada song. I tried to remember the song, it was of ravichandran , a popular Kannada hero. I recalled the song, he had enjoyed the heroine in every way in that song. I too wanted to do everything to her. Kantha looked up and saw me and gave a very sweet inviting smile. It was as if she was saying, come and enjoy me. I smiled back with lust. Suddenly, she made her. I said, “Well you heard Mistress, get those things up my cunt. Do a thigh high, then the bra, panties and the other thigh high. I’m sure someone is going to have fun digging them out of me.”Jimmy laughed and said, “I don’t know where she gets all these ideas she comes up with, but she sure comes up with some weird shit. I’ll have to take some lessons from her once we are married, so I can keep my whore in line.”I laughed and smacked him on the ass. I said, “You better not. I know I am a whore,. "Oh her science fiction, never read them." we admitted."Well I have, and almost everything you have talked about makes methink maybe the person who wrote those books actually knew something." What do you mean?" I asked."What did you say Rita called this roadway, the Red Limit Freeway?" shewas holding up one of the books with that title."Our trucks look nothing like that," I said too soon. I looked out thewindow and saw Hopper and Makenzie. Except for the paint jobs and thelack of wind spoilers.