After the Air Traffic Control center had set him on his eastbound course of 91 degrees and an altitude of eight thousand feet, he would spend the next...several hours simply monitoring the instruments, watching for other aircraft, and thinking about Rockie.He couldn’t remember ever having a more peaceful night of sleep. He awoke to her satin-clad body spooned back against his, with her hair only inches from his face. Her scent was still fresh in his memory, as was the feel of her body beneath the. .hahaha! Jomo took me and turned me side ways to him and kissed me, his still hard shaft begging for more action under my ass cheeks. He stroked my face and kissed my tits, then chewing my nipples. His hands massaged the mess into my thighs, with one finger he offered me a string of spunk to eat, very tasty!The journey was coming to an end and we pulled off the M'way onto a country lane. Mick stopped the car and I tapped him to say he could look now as he was not driving. I think he liked the. I suddenly feel very self-conscious; quite vain in fact. I wonder how I look standing there in my heels, hose, panties, bra, makeup and wig. I sense contempt all around me. I want to say (to the men): "I bet I have better legs than any of your wives. In fact I know I do!" I feel downright haughty. The office building, which appears to be about six stories (it disappears into the low ceiling of mist) is skewed now; tilting to the left. I wonder if it was built this way—post-modern. Grandpa ushered us to the top of the rock. Lot of space was there. The statue of the Devi was as large as life. In front of it was an altar as wide a dining table. Grandpa applied sandal paste on my limbs and breasts and cheeks and forehead and garlanded the statue and me. Then he laid me on the altar with my head to the goddess.And he raised a question, “Who’s right is it to initiate this virgin, among the gents present here?”“It’s mine,” Rahul claimed, “Because I’m the one going to marry.