“Uh, the ... key of glass?” ‘Magnus’ asked, grumbling her voice as low as she could.“Wait, you can read dwarven script?” Gillian asked Sal...ly, who wobbled slightly as she stood in her perpetual drunken haze. She blinked slowly at Gillian, then hiccuped.“Yeah.” She paused. “Why?”“No, she’s right,” Virginia said. “It makes no sense to head into the Iron Clan’s entrance without that key.”“Maybe the historian bloke back at the Wheel Clan knows what it is?” ‘Magnus’ suggested.“Excellent!” I said,. "And if that means I spend my money ... then FUCK IT!"She laughed and jumped to her feet, clapping her hands. "Then take today off, cause we're spending the day shopping, Stan!"Stan called into work and took a personal day. His supervisor gave him a bit of a hard time about it, but admitted that Stan rarely called in sick or flaked out on a job, so he gave Stan the time he was requesting.Stan and the girl got themselves dressed and caught the bus to the other side of town, the upscale part.. I got in line, and as I boarded I noticed a really cute flight attendant. She was checking me out a bit too. One thing you should know, I am a lesbian, I have been one for a few years now. "This will be a long flight," I said to myself as I sat by the aisle since it was one of the few seats left. The flight was straight through from Cleveland to Reno. I noticed the flight attendant kept checking me out, and I returned the favor. When the plane was about over Nebraska, I got up to use the. I squeezed the walls of my cunt around his cock, gripping it tightly. He let out a moan. ‘You like that?’ I asked in a teasing whisper. ‘A lot better than jacking off while you watch me sleep, isn’t it?’ I rocked up and down on his cock, clenching it with my pussy each time I impaled myself on it. He didn’t answer. He must have been too caught up in the moment. I let his hands go and slid my hands down his chest, grazing through the curly hair that lightly covered the center of his chest. I.