I have a glimpse of thought on what is in my bedside draw. My hand seems to be naturally approaching my inner thighs. DING my phone vibrates falling o...t of my hand, snapping me back to where I am.“You will find out tomorrow, you know I hate spoilers!” he replies.“Oh come on, at least tell me where we are going so I know how to dress.” I text back“We’re going to Plymouth, wear something casual and sexy and you will be just fine.” He texts back immediately with a winky face, which is by far his. They didn’t speak, but in the confined car the pheromones Sarah was producing were quickly having a noticeable effect on her partner. Driving through the quiet streets, he realized that his erection hadn’t diminished. If anything, it seemed to have grown. He turned to check on his bimboed partner only to see that she was gently pulling on one of her nipples while fingering her pussy. He imaged that he was sucking on those fine tits and had his hard cock in that tight pussy. He easily imagined. I just checked on her and I could tellbecause she kicked off her blankets. What do you kow about her nightie?"she turned the question back on me."We tried it on but she didn't want to wear it so I let her put on herold PJs," I answered.It wasn't entirely a lie seeing as *I* actually tried it on and I'm stillwearing it."The panties lock onto her, right?" I quickly asked."They would if she was wearing them. Why isn't she wearing them?" shesaid in an annoyed tone. "I bought those specal for her to. She could move faster, so much faster, if she had wanted to, but she was keeping her speed under control so that she might see some unsavory crime going on below. Flying was the only thing that brought Carol any pleasure these past three weeks. Her arms were to her side as she zoomed forward, enjoying the wind whipping her beautiful blonde hair behind her. Yes, she was happier doing this than anything else - it gave her a chance to put her supreme failure behind her, if only just for a.