She : sure, it will helpMe : thank you.We finished our interview but both got rejected, while going outMe: shell I drop u? I am going on the way to yo... area.She : no. Thanks.After. . I went from there and reached home, same day evening I texted her but not got any response.Day after got a response “I am not interested in texting all useless things”, plz don’t message meI was like “Oh my god” what’s wrong with her!And that was my last messageAfter a week I got message from same numberShe : hey. This time I did see his hand under the table and yes it was between her legs moving up I could see his arm slowly moving in and out this went on for a few minuets then my wife asked if we can leave?Dave and I both got up and waited for her to slide out she said she had to use the bathroom again before we leave as soon as she was in the bathroom Dave said she did not have her panties on when she sat down and she is probably putting them back on now, I just looked and said damn good job now when. Whet's next I think to myself a private Jet?An hour later at the airport, guess what, a converted Boeing 747-400.Cool I got my own room anyway. I spend the some of the flight exploringthe aircraft with an escort of course provided by Daddy. For the mostpart the jet is a mansion in the air. Complete with a kitchen, Diningroom, family room, 3 bed rooms, and a playroom. On the upper deck is aprivate office for Daddy and Mommy, and the Pilot's lounge.Daddy says we are flying to Australia for the. Things seemed to be going very well. Her soon to be ex called her cell phone repeatedly and left her a number of progressively nastier messages, but she refused to respond.After about ten days, Mel was sitting with us one evening when she looked at both of us and said, “I feel like I should start sleeping downstairs in my own room. I think I’m keeping the two of you from things you want to do.”I looked at Judi and she said, “Not really Mel. We’ve been waiting for you to ask for what you.