She shook her head. "How about Billy McLaw, or Nick, what was his name, Nick Roberts, you know them?"No," she moaned as her fingers reached the back o... her head. I held her other shoulder to keep her upright."I can break this here off," I said, sliding her dress down to reveal her small, round breast. I saw her eyes widen as I slid my free hand down to squeeze it. I pinched her dark nipple between two fingers, and she really squirmed in my grip."I'm in a hurry, girl. What happened to those. "John turned to me. "Dan," he said, "everything checks out. You're good for a year." He handed me the plane's logbook. I gave him a check. "Call me if you need anything. Okay?" You bet, John," I said. "Thanks!" Want me to help you pull her out?" He asked."Yeah, sure."We pushed the plane out of the hangar onto the concrete apron. I watched, Cindy by my side, as John drove off."Now what?" asked Cindy."We do a ritual. It's called a "pre-flight inspection" and you do it EVERY time you get ready to. "stand against the wall, you cock whore!" i exclaim, allowing you just enough time for you to stand up and position yourself against a wall with a "yes ma'am". i hold onto your hips and begin humping again with the same vigor as before, feeling the power of being the dominant one of the situation. "you like that bitch?" i growl. you reply with a "very much, ma'am". as i hear this, i cant help but laugh and say "thats right you little slut! take it deep" as i plunge it back into your tight hole,. What was even more weird, was that she felt like the dream meant something yet couldn’t figure out what. All of her dreams weren’t just random pictures her mind conjured up. They all meant something. Whether they foretold a future event or constantly brought up old ones, there was always a message. She just didn’t know what message this dream was trying to convey. Yet. oOo ‘Naomi! Naomi, wake up you lazy bum-‘ Lisa shook Naomi awake, the hazy eyed girl staring up at her in a confused daze..