He reached up to touch a bruise on his forehead. It felt about the size of an egg, was badly grazed and stung as he made contact, leaving traces of bl...od on his fingertips. He struggled painfully to his feet, woozy and unsteady.Looking around, all he could see were four green walls. The floor, also green, was covered in puddles of rank-smelling water and rotting vegetation, whilst above, a cloud-strewn sky peered down at him.It appeared as though he was in one of those 'get out of that' quiz. She was fair-skined, lovely, stunning smile, and only slightly taller than I (my height is 5'9"). Her greeting was overwhelming and I felt more welcome than on any previous flight (I'm a 'road warrior').During out relatively brief flight, I engaged in a slightly forward, but tasteful, way. She responded well, though I believed it to be simple courtesy. The flight was pleasant and relaxing. It ended all too soon.As I left the aircraft, I flashed a smile and sent great accolades her way. She. .." she said. Before she knew it, she was following himthrough the crowd of people and up the stairs. They entered Jonas' roomand Tabitha was immediately struck by how messy and stinky it was. Itwas all.....boy. And there was no place in the world she'd rather be.She was in Jonas's room! It was all happening so fast.Jonas went to his closet and pulled out a plastic bottle filled withtequila. "Dude, throw that back. It's real mezcal....Chad Walker hookedme up with it."Tabitha hesitantly. He rested his head on her thigh. Later, her breathing normal now, she tapped his head and said, ‘How’s your cock Paul?’ ‘Just about to burst,’ he replied, and Diane let out a snigger. ‘Right, well I can help with that,’ she said with a devilish smile. She lifted her legs off, and swivelled so she was lying flat along the table edge in front of him, her head propped up with one arm. ‘Stand up then,’ she said, so Paul did. His cock was level with her face. The head was a dark purple, and just.