All I want of Lillith is Lillith. I love her M'lord" Earl Alexander's face sofened a great deal. Turning round he looked up at the portrate he had mad...e for his wife. She was beautiful. Lovely. A vision of light. But she had been passed these six years. Leaving him without a wife or best friend. He hadn't thought to find another woman, but instead, had consentrated on raiseing his Neice. Lowering his head, he thought of his wife. The love of his life. "Ye have me blessing Lad." Turning to the. I got off then rolled him over so he was face down, whispered in his ear not to struggle.Next a got a pair of tights out, made a hole in the crotch, the slowly pulled them over his arms which were behind his back. I pulled the panty part over his head and through the hole I had just made. It was quite a struggle but eventually he was covered in nylon. Next I tied the ends by his hands together.Lastly I pulled on some sexy seamed stockings over his legs, he was nearly fully encased now, which. I grabbed a GPS transmitter and programmed the server to broadcast and record my position. Of course, I couldn’t legally broadcast from a commercial flight, but I figured that I would entertain Riley by showing her where I was at any given time.I didn’t want to just disappear and never be heard of again like Simon. This way, Riley would know where I was at all times. She knew how to “call in the cavalry,” as she liked to say, if there was an emergency. That possibility nagged at me; I could be. But there was nothing else to do in that town, and they never carded, so we always ended up at Frank's.My friend George's band was playing for pennies, which was about what they deserved. I don't even remember what the name of the band was. I was drinking a glass of beer about as quickly as I could, bobbing my head along to what little rhythm there was.The slovenly barflies ignored the band and muttered to themselves about the baseball game. I assured myself I would never be like that.The door.