.. But then who is holding my shouldersandwhat is this lady doing here? I woke up suddenly and saw an air hostessstanding beside me with her hand on m... shoulders trying to wake me up.Oh no not again..."Good Morning Madam, we are about to land so please wake up and fastenyour seat belts."Oh God! I was again dreaming and I was hoping that like the earlierdream which became true, this dream should also become a reality oneday. I had again become wet in my panties.I could hear a voice in the. You’ll have no say in that matter, you know,” Maurice warned Clothilde, who was furious at the news.“That’s rape! You’re a rapist!” Clothilde screamed, but Maurice threw back his head, laughing at her.“It’s not rape. It’s spectral possession. While she possesses your body, it’s hers, her will supersedes yours, and if she consents, it isn’t rape. You could say that she’s renting your body now and then, that’s all. Besides, I’m an archangel now. I’m kinda above your mortal laws now, wouldn’t you. He’d apologize and ask me to hold still, but I never did.I turned my head back, looking at him with my best wide-eyed expression of concern and asked if he was ok. He had beads of sweat on his forehead by now as he claimed he was fine, even if I knew better. He leaned forward to kiss my cheek again, hesitating for only a moment before moving to my lips. I opened my mouth to let his tongue in, nearly cumming right there when I felt his conscience surrender to me. He wasn’t completely mine yet,. He was slight in stature and dressed normally enough in a short sleeved shirt and dark trousers. It was quickly obvious to me that he knew Mistress Atsumi very well. My Mistress bowed low before him briefly and this surprised me so much that I did not move at all."She is American?" he asked immediately, not bothering with even the most rudimentary greetings. This again surprised me, as polite and proper greetings are a cultural institution for the most part."Yes," Mistress Atsumi said and gave.