"Won't we be getting there awfully late for dinner? It's several thousands of miles, at least, and here it is after 7 already. That's east coast time,...and it gets later going east, of course. Are we having a midnight dinner, Mr. Hawthorne," Rebecca asked."Oddly enough, it's a little later than that, ma'am," Michael laughed. "But time is relative, as Dr. Einstein famously said. In our case, we'll jump ahead six hours going to Geneva. This flight will take about 45 minutes, and we left your home. I stopped her, “Please let me return the favor. I cannot possibly let you give me so much pleasure and leave without repaying you in kind.” Without speaking, she opened her door sitting sideways on her seat again. I fixed my jeans and knelt before her, kissing her sexy lips. As I did, I could taste a little bit of cherry and a little bit of me. I slid her dress off her shoulders once more and sucked on her awesome erect nipples. I hitched up her dress and kissed my way slowly up her gorgeous. What are we training boobs to do? Sit up?"The class giggled."Ideally, yes," Devlin replied, trying not to be put off by the girl's wisecrack. "If we could train every girl's boobs to be perky, then we wouldn't need bras. If you find some muscles in that part of the chest, please let everyone know."The girl, Brenda, frowned. "Why don't we sell training bras?" Because that isn't our market," Devlin replied. "You'll find that your most reliable sales will come through hospitals. There's a steady. "We can use the office in the back," Tami said. "It's about as private as you can get around here."As the door to the office, which doubled as a lunch room for the squad, closed behind them, Tami jumped up onto the long desk and faced Laurie. It was obvious that the brunette was a girl with a problem."Okay, you have five minutes," Tami said, glancing down at her watch to emphasize the limit of her patience.Despite the time limit, Laurie seemed in no hurry to get to the point. Instead, she took.