Still when we went back to see Dr. Gardner after sleeping in the same bed for a week, I was beginning to think that there might be some outer limits t... my anger, that I might be able to contain it. I found I was looking forward to tonight when I could say positive things to her, and I always meant those.If only - are there any sadder words? If only I could stop seeing images of her with those officers. I keep replaying conversations I had with those men, wondering if they ever let me hear them. "Lay back and enjoy this, but remember what you feel," she said.I thought it was a little odd the way she said it, but I wanted this so bad. Her fingers felt so good as she stroked them along my pussy lips. She moved them up and down like she was petting them. Then I felt them go deeper between my lips with each stroke. I started to moan as she teased me. I wanted her fingers deeper inside me. I could feel her fingers on each side of my cunt as she opened the lips farther apart. I could feel. The games lesson was as bad as it could have been. The girls took every opportunityto humiliate Peter, and he was soon reduced to tears as his skirt was rippedfrom him for the 4 th time. "If you can't keep yourskirt on, you can leave it by the goal post "Shouted Miss Matless. In frustrationwith the lack of concentration the girls were showing, she abandoned the netballand sent them on a run around the playing fields. As they left her sight, thingsfor Peter got a lot, lot worse. As Peter. We still have about 12 hours to go and even though they dim the lights I have trouble sleeping during a flight."He agreed and ordered his second little bottle of brandy and some soda and another glass of red wine for her. It could be an interesting night he thought, a night with a pretty stranger with the lights low after a good meal and a few drinks.After the trolley dollies had fed everyone and coffee had been served and cleared, the cabin lights were dimmed and the planeload of intrepid.