He absolutely hated flying. The hum of the jet engines filled the passenger compartment. Vic looked over at his wife Sandy. She was finally asleep. Vi... knew she hadn’t slept in three days and he sure wasn’t going to wake her now. They were the only two passengers on the private two engine jet that took off from Chattanooga that night. Vic heard their escort talking on the phone that evening that two other couples didn’t show up for the trip. Vic hardly blamed them either. He and Sandy almost. "You know when I told that I used magic to get my money; well, Iwasn't kidding," said Ashley.Tammy looked at her sister and could see from the look in her eyesthat she was telling the truth."How? Are you a witch or something like that?" I'm not a witch; I don't know what I am, maybe a sorceress. I foundthis old book, and I discovered that I can make the spells in itwork," replied Ashley.She half expected Tammy to call her out and start laughing, butinstead Tammy seemed to believe her."Have you. At thirty-six, his mother had the body and looks of a high school senior. Although few high school girls had 36C boobs that were full, firm and had such prominent nipples, plus a number ten ass. Calling his attention to her body was not the best thing she could have done. He settled himself in the seat and she climbed in and, placing her feet between his, she lowered herself to his lap. She was wearing a thin summer dress and he had seen only a bikini panty line and bra under it. He immediately. Loud enough for the office to hear her, though. Megan grinned. Her planning hadn’t been for nothing after all! ‘Damn straight,’ he said, slapping her hard on the behind. ‘You all can call me Master, too, or if you’d like to be a little less formal, Master Dylan. I’m easy-going about it.’ ‘Welcome, Master Dylan,’ Megan said, deciding to make this whole awkward situation as light-hearted as possible. ‘We’re very pleased you could join us today. I think you’re going to have a lot of fun, and I.