I decided to cheer myself up with some more bacon and eggs.Over the next two weeks I watched TV mostly. Tina was outside almostall the time, going for...walks in the hills. She said something aboutbeing in training that I didn't bother paying attention to. Every sooften she'd cook a big meal for both of us but apart from that shehardly ate at all. She was trying to lose weight I think. Even aftercooking it she'd usually just go off for an evening stroll and leave meto finish it off for her.I, on. ”“Thank you, sir.”“Not very tall, are you? 5’4″?”“Yes, sir.”“Beautiful curves though. And a glorious cleavage. You must be wearing d-cup bras.”Jane didn’t know what to say.“And your long hair makes you look so feminine. You’re very desirable.”He winked at her.“If I’m not careful you’ll be married off in no time!”They went back to work and Mr Johnson didn’t mention her looks again that night. The next morning he was already there when she arrived at work. She brought in his post and he told her. The Seth was dancing in joy and I used to suck his cock.My dear husband watched all that. He was proud of me.As I was able somehow to handle 6 males.I do not know how many times I was fucked exactly, but guess that each of them must have fucked me at least 9 times;I did not count who has fucked me most. Probably it was seth dharam chand, because all of the time he was saying me, ”beti! Beti!!”.Kya kahun ye esse log the jo apni beti ki umr ki ladki ko nangi krke, auor ek sath jhaptta mar ke chod. But other than that, it wasn’t a dissimilar flying experience to an airliner, so they constructed a bespoke training plan for me at Lyneham. Anyone who tells you that size isn’t everything is a bloody liar! The Hercules, also known as ‘Fat Albert’, is a beast! But I still wanted to work up to flying a jumbo.My first week back at the office was spent catching up and approving several new projects. One of those was the design for a new company yacht. I had been joking (mainly) when I told Dan a.