The cab ride was over before either of us realized.The transition between the cab and your bed seemed instantaneous. After we stripped each other, I ...told you I wanted to give you a massage. You dug into a nearby drawer, which happened to contain several containers of scented oils and handed me one before lying down on your stomach before me. I poured the oil into my palms, warming it in my hands before rubbing it into your silken skin. A low moan escaped your lips as I untied the knots and. I can feel how hard he is. I grab his face and pull him towards me and kiss his mouth. His hands slide up my dress and down my black lace panties. He rubs my clit and I moan. I grab his shirt and yank it from his pants and start unbuttoning it. Sliding my hand down his chest as I go. When I get his shirt completely unbuttoned, I run my hands over his hard muscles. I don't stop until I get to his pants. He picks me up, takes me over to the couch and sits down. He pulls my dress over my head and. As he turned his head Laynie's presence startled him. She was awake and kneeling on the bed, staring at him."Hey, how long have you been awake?" he wondered."Oh, about 45 minutes, since 6:15." She said smiling. "I've been watching you sleep, listening to you snore a bit, looking at you." She said as she redirected her eyes from his face to his body."If I was awake and looking at you, I would be checking out your body too. You are quite fetching, Stunning would be the word." He said as he smiled. I lay on the cabin floor listless. It all passed in a blur by the end. I was so exhausted. I just wanted this to be over with. I wanted it all to end while my imagination conjured so many terrible acts.Whipped. Flogged. Beaten. Even killed. They all danced through my mind. I was so scared for myself, for my dad and sister, even for my mother. I didn't want them to be hurt. This was all supposed to be fun.Why couldn't it still be fun?As the plane descended, I snapped awake. My stomach sank. I.