"Dirty beast! Better not stand up for a while..." Cheeky Madam! All I could do was nod. I sighed inwardly, she was right of course, so I sat there and...sipped the remainder of my beer until my lust subsided. The afternoon settled down to its usual pattern then and I decided that I would take up the boss on his offer of a taxi ride back to Company Headquarters on the outskirts of town. I began to believe in Tooth Fairies and Fairy Godmothers as, at that point, the Ice Maiden reappeared, dressed. She was dressed business like. At first it appeared that she may not want to engage in a conversation, which is not really uncommon on a flight. On a flight this long however, it helps to pass the time.As we rolled down the runway and took off, I noticed her hands tightly squeeze the arm rest.It was obvious that she wasn't a fan of flying. After we leveled off, she seemed to calm down. She began to get involved in her work again, and I was reading a book. A good half hour passed before we even. The nipples jutted straight up, as though climbing toward the ceiling of the room.My hands and mouth clashed, as each wanted to engulf her lovely breasts. I found the combination of hands and mouth to be better partners than adversaries, so engaged them simultaneously. The more I enjoyed her breasts, the more she seemed to respond. As her breathing became deeper and more rapid, I decided to slide one hand inside her skirt. Her airline allows a choice between slacks and straight skirts. My. “Ello, and welcome to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’. I’m Dennis, and this is Casanova, and this week we’re in Bristol to meet a lady who’s more used to being behind the camera than infront… But we’re going to see if we can coax her infront of the lens, and onto her hands and knees…” She smirks.We cut to a shot of a middle-aged blonde woman walking from one van to another in the yard using an iPad to take inventory (or to pretend to take inventory). She’s wearing a t-shirt that shows off her.