."So we headed for the girls changing room. She just opened the door and went in - I followed her and closed the door, then took a look.The result was...disappointing to me - the room just looked much like the boys changing room, only that everything was mirror-imaged and girls clothing laid around."Now you're happy to be in here?" Don't know... it just looks like the other room I already know."She giggled"There's just one difference. The air in here smells like girl, the air in the other room. How can I help you this morning?” The voice was pleasant but unfamiliar to me. The days of calling and talking to Stacy were over forever, and that kind of depressed me.“Please connect me to the on duty officer at Homeland Security.” There was no point in explaining this to anyone but the people who could do something about it. A secretary wasn’t that person. The duty officer wasn’t either, but getting a call from a former President reporting a terrorist bombing would get me to the highest. Slowly, he pulled the cloth away from my body, revealing my golden skin.The cool air felt exquisite against my breasts. My pussy glistened with slick juices in the soft glow of the candlelight, as his indulgent gaze roamed my body unhurriedly, awakening my desire.Gently, he cupped my breasts before rubbing his calloused thumb against my peaked nipple. His delicate touch had me whimpering for more. Fascinated by my reaction, he pinched my nipple slowly, making it erect. Before I could register. ..Some barely there underwear wrapped around a red hot chick...”There was a silence while she listened. Then she gave a rueful laugh. “....Off 'til Wednesday …Early Malaga flight… Yeah, sunny Spain – again.”She had to be airline crew, he thought. Probably not in the cockpit so she was a flight attendant. Edward preferred air hostess but only with friends who knew he was joking. Sort of.She went quiet again. Then another laugh that was deeper, almost earthy.“Excuse me, I never gag for it. Ask.