It would have been hell if we'd been in coach. The boys acted like being in first class was special. I found myself enjoying their reactions way too m...ch.I was beginning to wonder if the trip had been a bad idea.But it did have a few entertaining moments. As with the last trip, the boys were all in the same color - green - and looked like a model troupe. We got a lot of attention as we passed through the airport.When we landed in Hawaii, the boys were elated and confused."We change planes. He texts, I head over and he cums.I lie to myself after each encounter. I tell myself every time that this will be the last time. I will not be at his beck and call for some ass. I would stop being his secret, his fetish, his private shame. I will steel myself. I will free myself from the hold he has on me. Like an addict, I head over again and again for him. I'll find myself standing at his door, like I am going to be tonight.I obey his instructions. I park around the corner, so no one knows I. How was this possible? They'd been together nearly twenty years.They'd been high school sweethearts, for crying out loud. Marriedright after college. They had a house, two wonderful careers,everything they could ask for. Everyone had said they were the perfectcouple. So how could this be happening to him?"It's going to be ok," he said, hugging her tight, "we'll find a waythrough this."Was it wrong to hug her now? Should he leave her alone, not touch her?Noah just didn't know how to handle it.. And it was getting larger. Ebony's face had now become a fearful snarling mask, her lips drawn back exposing her teeth in high contrast. Ebony literally began to swell with maddened rage, as she forced herself to retain her control from slipping away completely. Ebony's desire to use her new member on Jeanne was mingling with the rage she felt now. Her heart beat stronger and faster, as her emotions boiled inside of her. The Enchantress was overwhelmed by the raw sexual power and lust.