I pretended to be shocked and said Arman is your friend and you shouldn’t be talking like this about me atleast for his sake. He said he knows every...thing; it’s all fake and went away. That raised a lot of questions in my mind too, yea I didn’t love Arman truly and I had my reasons, he broke my trust time and again. But how was he so sure??Next morning I called him and told him to meet at a coffee shop and wanted to talk something, I went there and made ourselves comfortable and started the. ”“Why is Patty close to being a girlfriend but isn’t?”“I don’t want a girlfriend because I’m not ready to settle down. I have a few girls that are friends and some that are friends with benefits. When you’re home and even here, I’ll bet you worry about people that you know and who they might be affiliated with or what motivates them to be your friend. A business rival of your father’s, someone attracted to your beauty, your father’s money or maybe law enforcement, DEA, FBI or CIA. It is hard to. His right hand left my breast and trailed down to my clit. He rubbed it so gently it made me shake, he must of felt that because he then bit me on my neck. Oh I wanted to make some kind of noise but I quickly threw my hand over my mouth. How did he know I loved that? How did he know? He laid me down with his finger still rubbing my clit soon after his tongue doing the work. He nibbled on it just enough to make my head spin. I was now biting my hand to keep quiet. Ish easily slid two fingers in. I offered subs to the plane crew.I lunched with my men and ladies; Linda, Ellen and Alice had befriended the other ladies who were part of the group. Blackhawk pilots Julie, Bambi and Lexy were talking aviation talk with the crew of the C17. They even got a tour of the command center.Fourteen and a half hours after the start of the flight, the pilot announced that we would be landing in a few minutes at the Entebbe International Airport; it was 4 AM Kampala time. I called the security desk at.