For a woman that had four k**s you could not tell it. She was the cheerleader coach. Dressed like and could easily pass as her daughters sister. Loni...was the kind of woman we all dreamed about but knew we never had a chance with. And such a tease. She would bend over in her little shorts, give beaver shots and tit shots all day long. When ever her son beat my ass she would always try to consul me. I liked this as this was when I would get a shot of her beaver or a down blouse of her tits. This. . transferring passengers to and from local fields to Auckland for flights to Australia and points east. As an example of the size of the aircraft; "There's cokes in the cooler at the tail between the seats, mate," said the flight attendant/copilot as she ran through the startup. "If you want a coke, tell us before you fetch it so we can compensate for the changes in trim." That small.Wikipedia says; The history of Air New Zealand, the national carrier of New Zealand, began when the amalgamated. The following weekend Chris told me Lisa had invited us for dinner that night. “About time” I said. Chris immediately started planning what to wear. I just thought jeans and a shirt but she said she wanted to dress up as we almost never went out. I left her to choose. I imagined Andy and Lisa wouldn’t really care. It wasn’t as if it was some formal dinner. Finally she decided on a skirt and blouse. She giggled and said she would wear sexy underwear for when we got home. I couldn’t fault her. “Everything okay?”“”Everything’s fine. Just saying good night” I said as way of explanation.During the drive back we stayed mostly silent. I think we were coming to terms with what had just happened and to be honest after what she had said to enrage my father I was more than a little embarrassed. Most people don’t like to think about their parent’s sex lives and my mom had verbally simulated having sex with me so I was kind of freaking.Our silence continued even as we rode the elevator up to.