Her heart was pounding furiously as she heard the phone ringing then it was picked up and a soft, low female voice said hello."Hello, is this Sally Ke...ne? This is Bette Linder. You had written to my husband and myself some time ago." Bette Linder. Oh. Oh yes. You wrote about being interested in dogs, didn't you. It is nice to hear from you."They chatted for a few minutes then Bette said she had been thinking of taking a drive out to see them."Alone or with your husband?" Alone." Good, that will. Suddenly I felt the urge to use a toilet. There was a long queue already forming in front of the bathroom at the tail section. I thought that should be more than this toilet in the plane.I was flying on first class; so I went down the aisles through some other compartments where things did not look any better.I finally went to the business class section. Then I might be look somehow lost; because a flight attendant asked me:“Can I help you, Madam?” Then I explained that the toilets in the other. I wrapped my fingers around the plum looking head, round and soft, and gently squeezed it. His shaft just continued to expand, the core of it girded with a steel tension rod, spongy tissue, hot engorged and puffy veins thick as pipes curling around it. I stroked it, from the tip down to the base. My hand could barely close around the base. The stroke made him shift on his feet a little making me look at his face, he was looking right at me; some of the cockiness had gone by now. “Fuck you,. I thought for a moment they found out theywere wrong about me and I was about to be free again. He asked me if I had anything to say. I rattled that I had nothing to dowith politics, that I must have been mixed up with another girl, that I wouldsay nothing about what happened to me here if they let me go… The officer only sighed and left the room. As they removed my blindfold, I saw the doctor smiling at me. He nodded atthe two soldiers who made me sit with my knees pulled up to my chest. My.