There were government rules, those required the plane to be taken completely apart and inspected periodically. Expensive, but it always gave me a good...feeling, the plane was actually brand new all the time. Well, I thought so anyway. I flew out of the Boise airport at 2PM, I even filed a flight plan even though the trip was just 4 hours or so to the Oregon coast area roughly 600 miles away. It was one of those days that made me feel alive to be flying, hot near the surface but cooler in the air. The carpet was very wet and I had to tread carefully not to get my feet wet too. I decided to carry my sandals and walk barefoot. I picked up the clothes I hadn't even bothered to try on back to the assistant and made a hasty exit before they asked where the leak had come from.I love to be barefoot so I put my sandals in my bag so no one would even know I had brought any footwear with me. Walking barefoot is something I have always loved. To feel the ground, the grass and the pavement under. She started to talk, and thenstopped. She said I needed to go put some shorts on or something. Imay still have a pussy, but that doesn't mean she had to look at it.Once I was appropriately covered, we had a lengthy discussion. Maybe ittakes longer to undo than it took to do. She picked up the panties Ihad been wearing for four weeks and inspected them. They were not torn.Something the instructions started to mention, but we could not readwhat would happen if torn.She said maybe we should. I could pull long lines of clear thick, sticky from inside her, and if I was careful I could make them almost reach her bottom. I tried to find her clit but it seemed like she didn’t have one. Her lips seemed to cover her entrance but there was no clit hood. I especially loved the way that running down two fingers, one either side of one of her lips made them swell greatly after I’d done it, but they’d return to their normal size within a minute or two.Eddie said, “he’s have the time of his.