.. the oil tank needed filling and the fuel was low. The logbook hours didn't match the meter and one tire was low. The main fault was the loose nut o... the prop."Mr. Arthur? Could I trouble you for a one inch wrench ... and a torque wrench?" He heaved a big sigh. "I wouldn't want me representing me either. The worst part? I'm paying an Army Radial Engine Specialist to maintain this bird ... and it doesn't look like he's doing it." Mr. Austin ... when you took the written ... what was the last. For the last two months, I have had a case of writers block and lack of motivation. My publisher, Nikki has taken it upon herself to help rid me of my problem..... * Nikki has come over tonight. Following our tryst in the great room, I find myself naked and tied spread eagle to my bed. The blindfold heightens my other senses as I lay there, pondering what other research Nikki has in mind."Your novel is about to get even hotter, Carl."Ding." Dong." W-Wha..." Shhh, remember there is no talking. I. ' Her lips formed a playfulsmile and she took the leash once more and led me on my hands and knees back tothe living room quite forcefully. Inthe living room Faith instructed me to kneel just in front of the sofa whereshe had seated herself. Pulling my head closer with the leash she removed thegag and placed it close to hand. She then pushed my head below her dress withher hand and told me that I knew what to do. Noticing she was not wearingknickers presumably for this purpose I 'got to work'. She tasted bloody lovely.The woman on top of my dick started to bounce up and down, the pace becoming faster and faster.A voice to one side of me said. ‘Oh yes, Mum. I am loving this. Cum all over his face’.As the woman on top of my dick increased her exertions and breathing, she began shouting out.‘Yes, yes. Such a hard dick. It feels as though it is a hot sword piercing me!’If it wasn’t for a mouth full of pussy, I would have laughed out loud. A hot sword? What the fuck?I heard “Mum’’.