"They made their way to the hallway, holding hands, both looking over their shoulders and smiling as they wiggled their asses in synchronization, almo...t as if rehearsed. I sat on the couch and rubbed my arm, reminding myself not to get Jill really mad at me.It couldn't have been ten minutes before I smelled something wonderful wafting down the hall to the living room where I was checking my email messages. I was surprised to see that I had one from my sister, thanking me for being there for. Flower began to go throughthe list in the most humiliating way she could muster. "My ass is soflat and unappealing Ms. Georgia Black. Please shape and decorate it sothat a cock would want to fuck it. I beg of you to give me assimplants, a flowery tramp stamp and a corset, garter belt and stockingsso that when a man is behind me, he desires my girly form." Much better," Ms. Georgia Black said. "I would love to help shape yourbooty into a proper fuck pit. Continue."And so it went. Hormones,. As these things went it was a pretty good landing, the Hog kept itself flat and pretty much in one piece until it finally ground to a halt, covering his cockpit with bits of flying grass and the odd branch.John sat there for a minute or so let and let things settle down around him before he cranked the hood open and took a good look around. Things didn’t look too inhospitable out there but he needed to get away from the wreck before the dickheads showed up and dragged both him and the aircraft. ’ ‘No, not at all, I just got here myself.’ She hoped he wouldn’t see through her little white lie, but wondered if the pink rising in her cheeks would give her away. ‘I’ll have what she’s having.’ He said, glancing briefly at the waitress that had approached the table. ‘Would you like another?’ His amazing blue eyes setting off a sizzle in her that no amount of iced tea could douse. ‘No, thank you. I`m fine.’ He nodded at the waitress and she left, only to return seconds later with his.