She had green hair in pigtails and a nimble effeminate flat-chested build. Her pink eyes watched me with mild concern and she was wearing only a pair ...f shorts and a flowy barely concealing shirt. A pair of glorious white wings extended from her back.“Awawawa! I didn't manage to stop them! But you shouldn't have listened to the creepy voices in the dark in the first place! I can still make this right, I'm sure I can convince you to be a good person!” She said.I looked at her and scoffed to the. Meanwhile, Colleen had cleaned off Evan’s shaft and shoved it back in his pants. Then the two of us took turns cleaning up in the bathroom near the back of the cabin, and headed back to the galley to continue our flight service.After we served them dinner, both Terry and Evan reclined their seats and fell asleep. I told Colleen I’d take first tour, if she wanted to get some sleep in the bedroom near the back of the plane. She agreed, and headed back to the back of the plane. I tidied up the. Face this door then lay your head back on the seat.” With that she opened the door and I obediently crawled into the car and did as I was commanded, all the time wondering who her driver was. She closed the door behind me and then opened the back door on the other sid of the car. She had her skirt pulled up to the waste and I caught a glimpse of her naked thighs and shaved quim just before she said, “Before you get to lick my breasts, you are going to have to show me just how good a clit. Her words are engraved in my brain even now, thirty-five years on. ‘As you know, my other hobby is motor racing.’ This was true, and I did know that. Maggie went on, ‘Well, I’m getting married this weekend, to a racing driver, he’s my age, and, well–‘ She really didn’t have to say any more, so I put my fingers on her lips and silenced her gently. She stood up and took my hand, we left our drinks and she held my hand even more tightly as we walked back to her flat, where I’d parked my car. She.