I heard a sharp intake of breath.When she didn’t say anything for a moment I thought I had screwed up. “I’m sorry,” I said quickly.“Oh, Jerr...y,” she said and took my face in her hands. She stared into my eyes, searching for something. “Are you sure?”My heart was suddenly beating very rapidly. “Yes,” I managed to say.“Your father ... your father never liked doing that,” she said, still staring into my eyes. After a long moment she whispered, “I would love for you to eat me.” Then she lifted her. After the normal pre-flight ritual of learning what to do if and when a plane crashed, the plane was in the air. Once the pilot turned off the seat belt light, I figured it was time to hit the mens room, then I’d be able to settle into the flight. As I started to get out of my seat, she once again caught my eye, this time with a smile that could melt an iceberg. She was playing with me — she knew it, I knew it, and there was nothing I could really do about it on an airplane. By the time I. What happened?”Kington frowned. He took it as a personal failure. “The daughter was gone by the time our people got to the apartment. Lightfoot must have taken her with him. We think he was tipped off.”“By whom?” Lucas demanded.“We’re working on it. Should know before the end of the day.”Clive Barrett nodded in agreement.Lucas picked up the phone. “Marcie, I need to see the President.” He waited, then nodded. Hanging up, he stood. “Let’s go.”President Joseph Richards, sitting at his desk,. .and gently kiss her shoulders and neck. He moved his lips to her nipples and sucked them while she quietly groaned. Jodi obviously knew that this was going to have to happen with some speed so she took his free hand...put it on her stomach and slid it under the slip. She told him to take off her slip and there were those wonderful silver panties! His hand plunged under the panties and I watched his knuckles move up and down against the satin as his fingers drove into her cunt. He was breathing.