Four hour flight.“Hit the next airfield, baby,” I said.Jason looked over at me. “I thought you went before we took off.”“I did. I need to go...”“Seriously?”“Either that or I soak this seat...”On the return trip, we planned the stop. Jason felt guilty, so while I was attending to my newly discovered two-hour bladder, he topped off the tanks at the airfield’s pumps.But that’s a three year old story – mine. I know Nikki’s in the same position. She and her Dan have flown back to Louisiana several. Joanne hated him in that heartbeat for his weakness. He?d come close to applying it to her clit when they were early in the treatment and he was taking her to a brothel to see if human men could wear out the itch, but before it had clicked back out, she?d been in hysterics at him using it on her. A real man wouldn?t have asked what a simple cunt wanted.Maybe that was the worst of the itch. It reduced her to nothing but the need inside her pussy throughout her entire body. She needed a man to. Ruth said, "Jack, your Penthouse is wonderful. I could easily live here. As our relationship develops we will have many options in our lives. I am so happy we have met.”They again had a long foreplay then Jack went into Ruth doggystyle. After twenty-five minutes Jack came. They then fell asleep in each other's arms.Jack woke at six to see Ruth staring at him. She smiled then said, “Good morning Jack, I have been awake for ten minutes. You looked so peaceful as you slept. That was wonderful last. I sat on the center aisle in the Economics lecture hall, about half way up. You could see my calves, nothing else, but I really got a lot of eyeballs from the guys. Some of the girls, too.A guy came up the steps and slid into the next seat. He had a big bag of books with him and had to dig around to find his notes. He had a copy of Samuelson, our Econ text, and something that looked a lot like Mary's statistics workbook. It was still a few minutes till class started,"You've got a heavy course.