She seemed to be holding her breath. I walked around Dee, examining her closely from all sides, then paused in front of her and laid a hand gently on ...er shoulder. She jumped a little, but did not look up."Spread your legs a bit, please Dee." She complied immediately. I put my palm on the flat of her tummy and ran my hand slowly between her legs. She made a mewling noise."Is this permanent?" I asked Brenda.My wife replied in a small, uncertain voice. "Yes."I'd read about permanent hair removal. ” I stared at the women until they all agreed to follow my guideline.The first question was a simple one to the captive: “What is your name?” I got the standard answer from the man, so I pointed to the woman designated as No. 1. “You may do what you like to this creature. Continue until he answers the question, but be sure you give him a chance to do so.”No. 1 nodded her head and hit him on his right elbow with a belaying pin. That produced the expected yelp of pain, but nothing else. The woman. The flight was full and the passengers were students from college going for excursion tour accompanied by two teachers both in their mid 30s.Both were sitting next to me I was in window seat.I smiled at them and then we introduced each other. One was Seema and other was Ritu. Ritu requested me if she can seat in window seat I was happy to exchange. I thought Seema will move in the middle seat but to my surprise she did not and I had to seat in middle seat though it was uncomfortable I tried to. I was just taking my bags from the cashier when my satellite phone started ringing.“Hello, BJ where are you?” it was Lorrie.“Morocco - refueling,” I replied, “Why do you ask?”“Can you meet us in Copenhagen at the Kastrup Airport?” Lorrie asked.“Sure. What’s up?” I asked.“Gregory set it up so that we can look at the 737 BBJ tomorrow - the 2013 with the low hours. The 2016 that ran off the runway has been returned to service from Boeing’s repair facility; both are there,” Lorrie said.“Have you.