With all of the restraint that I had used to keep myself in check through the whole thing with Holly’s father, I had no patience left.I stood up and...with my eyes never leaving the two slaves on the floor, I grabbed Laura by the hips and fucked her like it was going to be the last time that I would ever be able to fuck again.I mean that I pounded her so hard that you could hear the “slaps” of our bodies coming together very loudly with every stroke.For her part, Laura was working it just as hard. I moved back to the jump seat.I started a daily diary; I thought it may be interesting reading after my 6 weeks were over. I kept a separate ledger of things that Marcy could cross check for billing.Seven hours into the flight I was the kind of hungry that snacks could not cure. I was sure everyone else was too. This morning while we were waiting for the crew to load everything into the plane, I had the restaurant make 50 cold subs of all kinds. They were in a cooler in the back seat of my. She was easy to chat with. I hadn’t been involved with a girl in months and had just about given up on finding the right one. Jamie shifted positions on my couch. She fanned herself with her hand. “It’s getting warm in here.” “I’d ask you to get comfortable,” I replied, “but I think you already are.” Jamie smiled. “If I got any more comfortable, it would be dangerous.” “I can handle it,” I responded. Jamie laughed. “I’m sure you could.” I turned on the ceiling fan. “Do you want another. Once there they flew from Havana to New York City where a large contingent of socialites greated them with a lavish welcome home dinner in the Astor Long Island Mansion."Home again, darling," Grace said, looking in the mirror taking off her exquisite ear rings and dropped them in a velvet and silk box. When she was finished with her jewels, she locked them in a wall safe covered with an oil painting they both posed for in the early nineteen thirties. On advice from several men in the know,.