On the one hand, she was proud of him for doing what he vowed, but on the other, he had repeatedly turned her down — something he never used to mana...e.She wiped her mouth with a tissue she had put in her pocket for just such emergencies, while he put his cock back into his pants and zipped up. She leaned to kiss his cheek, but he turned his head to give her a deep kiss, merely saying, “Thank you. Now get that pretty butt back into your seat and strapped in before we hit turbulence.”They chatted. That match those of the principals of this tale, I must add a note of self-promotion. I have a famous ancestor. Unfortunately I don't know his name but I do know that he produced his masterpiece about 150 years ago. That could be a generational millennium for some members of my species but in my case, due to weather conditions, physical locations and (I like to believe) genetics, it was less than two handfuls. When I refer to my esteemed ancestor as Gramps you should realize that in fact he was. I never paid much attention to their conversations, but Sandy would share them with me from time to time. Joy would relate to Sandy her relationships with other guys, who were mostly losers, and she always seemed to end up getting hurt. From what she would tell Sandy though gave great stories for our fantasy life. Joy would share, in detail, everything that went on with her various boyfriends. Sandy would relay them on to me, and if only a part of what she told was partially true, Joy was very. Get a bite, take a cruise down 24th street thru the stockyards, stop and pet the cows. Then maybe drive around the Old Market area and finish up out at Eppley Airfield watching the planes take off and land. They could kiss and hug I would watch both them kiss and hug and the planes take off and land."Boys, I know you're both nervous. I understand. But, we're going to have a lot of fun tonight. I promise."Dead silence."I'll tell you what: let me be the one. I'll start us off and you'll find that.