I guess the day I died was the major turning point with respect to my feelings about death and the death of my brother.”“I guess it would tend to ...hange your perspective. Of course, I wouldn’t know about that.”John was quiet for a while as he thought about his past. He sighed and said, “I guess I’m not so afraid of dying now. I don’t know if that makes it easier for me to do the things that I’ve done. I really don’t think about any of that. I just act.”Ed thought about what John had said.. I realized, I was genuinely liking her. I wanted to be in her world, I wanted to be inside her.She laughed, “You know Jeff, there is something about you, I'm not sure what it is, but I feel so comfortable around you.”“Well that's good? Right?”“Yes, I feel like I can be free to express myself.”“If your talking about the clown outfit? I don't mind.” I smirked.She looked at me for a moment. “Actually, if you don't mind, I was thinking of taking it off.”I'm pretty sure my face turned red, but my. Master followed me into my house bringing a backpack with him. Onceinside he told me to gather ALL of my female/fetish items and bringthem to the lounge. As I left to do so he was getting a laptop out ofhis backpack. It took me 15 minutes to gather everything and put it ina pile in the lounge. I was actually quite surprised at how big thepile was. As I brought things to add to the pile I saw that he'dattached both my phone and my camera to his laptop and was typingaway.I bought the last few. "What? Not now! You know what'll happen if someone so much as standsup from their seat on final approach. No way!"Larry knew that Inque was right -- security on board planes was stillsuper-strict. Anyone venturing out of their seat during liftoff or landingwas guaranteed a wrestling match with a pair of sky marshals, a huge finefor their trouble, and jail time for impersonating a terrorist."But I have to take a dump! I don't think I can hold it until we land." Oh damn," she said. Larry then.