I had heard about his place and that it was something special. The house wasn’t some mansion but it was impeccably decorated and the private grounds...were beautifully landscaped. Now my challenge was to get Peter to agree to go with me. He had become such a stick-in-the-mud lately. He didn’t want to do anything socially or attend any functions.When Peter arrived home that evening I told him about Walt’s invitation. His response was predictable. He had no interest in attending. I told him that I. It is funny to be the only sober person in the room and to observe the progression of the effects of alcohol as the night rolls on. Everyone gets louder, curses more and is generally more open about sex. I am a bit of a prankster so I was poking fun at a couple of Roni's girlfriends and they were returning fire at will. It made for a fun night but even more than that it broke the ice. Something about a funny guy chicks can't resist. After having a few drinks and everyone decided that it was. Actually, that was more correctly 375 hours of powered flight at 40 KPH, but it was easier to visualize it as distance rather than time. Assuming that we flew for 12 hours a day, and tied up for the remaining 14 hours, that was enough for about four weeks of travel. So we were going to fly away from home for 12 days before turning around, provided that we did not encounter strong winds. We had no way of knowing in advance, so we were truly exploring in unknown space.We headed straight for the. An earthy feminine musk emanated which surprisingly to me felt inviting. I would have never thought that in other circumstances but love was at stake.It seemed like to lick her there was something forbidden, a request no girl would ask a man, much less demand. It felt demeaning. It felt like the first sin. It felt that I was going to commit a crime.My heart was pounding furiously within me. Something so out of reach, so degraded but all the more inviting, delicious and desirable, now that I am.