Traveling to London is old hat, but never before was the flight overbooked. I've seen the plane full, but never do I recall anyone being turned away. ...So I wonder why this is different. As they call the 1030 flight, I noticed a normal size group leave for the plane, but the crowd did not strike me as being oversized, in fact, it looked quite moderate in size.My name is Carl Morgan, and I'm 24 years old. A year ago, I graduated from Art and Design school, and secured a job from the SAY designing. 'I can't see him! Where the hell is he?'Beth stood up, breathing deeply, holding her torn breast with her left hand. Her lung had healed enough so that she was no longer choking on her own blood. Her right shoulder blade was broken, too. 'That must've happened when he shot me in the back... 'She still couldn't see him. She began moving, climbing unsteadily away from where she remembered the last shots came from, turning her head from side to side as she searched. Beth ached to turn around and. As she took me deeper I could feel her breath as it left her nose,it was such a sexual buzz for me at least.I could feel myself getting ready to shoot my load but before I did she stopped,not yet she said I want some more pleasure from you yet. She had me get up and sit on the dashboard and then opened the curtain behind revealing the sleeping bay ,Mary pulled sliding out a panel the ends of which had a wire that she attached to the roof of the cab. I said that was unusual,not much call for a. . you must not ... have any respect ... for me any ... more at all. I’ll do anything ... to retrieve your love ... and respect.”There, I’d said the words that burned a hole through me. Beat face red I hurriedly turned my attention to get back to fucking Fern just as she stepped away and my penis fell out. The next big ejaculation was free to splat against the concrete ahead. The shock of that made me jump to my senses. She had probably left in disgust for being ignored. I stood there, drippy.