.. and the list is important ... it’s my life ... anyone who trusts their life to flying is crazy,” I said. “These planes,” I nodded at the SN..., “were assembled after the War. The mechanics and construction crew weren’t in as big a hurry then.”“Safer than driving to the airport.”“Oh ... that’s for sure.” I said, “I watched a Tube about an AG pilot ... crazy skills ... he used to fly with his wheels in the crop ... great pilot, but he was killed in a car wreck.”“In the crop? That’s just nuts.. If you do, your next punishment may be worse.' Do you understand, Sandra? “Yes Jason, I understand. I am sorry for my bad behavior in the past. It won't happen again.” “Good! You may get dressed and leave.” About a week later, Dean Malcomb called Jason to his office. When Jason arrived he was again greeted by Jane. She smiled broadly and thrust her tits out when she saw him. She licked her lips and told Jason, “Go on in. Dean Malcomb is waiting for you.” “Good morning, Jason. I have. I took a taxi to the bank and arrived at 11:40 AM, plenty of time to catch Mr. Folsom before he left for dinner.I went in and asked for Folsom by name. He was just finishing with a client, so he would see me right away. I was dressed in my finest, but I still wore my shoulder holster concealed by a light jacket. I had hoped to make a good impression on Folsom and establish more than just a business interest in his eye. Apparently, my blond hair and deep blue eyes had that effect, because he. My heart was pounding as I watched Tyrone rub a huge bulge in his shorts that was growing even larger with each passing second! Marcus stopped trying to leave and stepped around his friend to see what I was doing a little more closely himself. When he saw my fingers start slowly circling my clit through the thin material Marcus bit his finger and pointed at me as he shoved Tyrone. Tyrone just leered all the more at me and rubbed that big black cock of his a little more intentionally.I let a.