Once up there the view of the airfieldwas spectacular with a good view of the hangers, taxiways, and runway.Ethan was impressed and grinned widely, it...made his day. No matter whathappened for the rest of the week this was the highlight of his week.Knowing his father was typical jerk something like that was out of hisleague. Correction, anything like that was, "Beneath his station." Itdidn?t matter that many nobles went into the military, it wasn?tsomething a good noble did or so his father. Cole's actions were making your nipples hard. You just give him a smile and down your drink. Thinking you gave him permission, Mr.Cole pulls down the tank top in one quick motion, exposing your tits to the rest of the crew. Not that anyone was paying any attention. Ms.Rebecca Cole had just downed her fifth bottle, stood up and ripped her dress so that she was naked and demanded that someone fuck her. Mr.Dvagh quickly used the opportunity. Bending her over the table, he began plummeting her. Both of us were a bit uneasy about the entire conversation.“I’ve never done anything like this before,” she said.“You mean you’ve never given a guy a blow job?” I inquired.“No, no, no,” she shot back. “I’ve given blow jobs before. Its just that I haven’t ever done it like this – for something in return.”I chuckled.“Babe,” I replied, “Welcome to real world.”“So, when do we do this?” she asked.“Got anything better to do right now?” I answered.“Not really,” she replied.“I’ll tell you what,” I. " Her voice was muted and more than a little slurred. "Shh, sweetheart. Not your fault. Can you stay awake long enough for me to get you home?" "I'll try." Her voice sounded doubtful. Rob must have a sixth sense - he met us before we'd covered half the distance to the house and took her other arm. "What happened?" "Your punch - she didn't know it was spiked. I need to get her somewhere to lie down." He looked thoughtful. "If we can get her up the stairs, the spare bedroom next to the coatroom.