Passing one to me, she raised her glass and we both drank a toast as our eyes locked together in a passionate gaze. It was strange, but something abou... those eyes just held me transfixed, all I could think about was ‘the moment’ of being in her company. Then, our glasses drained to the dregs, Aubrey motioned for me to join her, spreading her arms wide and enveloping me once more in a glorious, smothering embrace. My cock was definitely straining against it’s confinement now, and my boss was. Again I felt like I had something in common with the early fliers. Especially the air mail pilots between the two great wars. They almost always few in cold weather in the winter. The also flew unheated planes. Their's probably were a lot colder than mine. Their planes were open cockpit planes for the most part. Mine at least had a cover even though it leaked cold air like a sieve.Even with the cold I stayed up an hour. When I landed the plane, I didn't even consider winterizing it again. I. "I did those myself," Lorraine offered, seeing his rapt attention. "What do you think?" Well," he said, "they're nice. Strange, though." Strange..." Lorraine repeated, laughing lightly, "yes, very strange..."She glanced furtively at his tall, muscular body fully revealed in the tight, dirty work clothes. She felt a spasm of desire ripple through her body. She had no idea she would see this young man again, especially after their angry exchange at the gas station. But here he was, in her. Let "Do-gooders" like this one," pointing her manicured hand at Darlene, "treat me like they'd like to be treated. I'll live my life the way I want to live it!"Her handsome brother said, "Of course, you'd get it all wrong, Julie!" halfway forcing himself through the crowd (some girls felt like following him, but there was already a bleached blond blonde attached to one of his arms). The college-aged boy with the thick wavy brunet hair wore a "CEA" monogrammed navy blazer over an open collared.