Is her passport in the bag sir?” The pilot replied.Ben nodded as I turned and kissed Ben goodbye then followed the pilot to the helicopter.The pilot... had to show me how to put the headphones and seat belt on. Normally I would have enjoyed a man touching my bare stomach but I was too numb in disbelief to register the contact.Within seconds we were rising up off the ground.Once we got flying forwards I heard the pilot’s voice in the headphones, “Is this your first helicopter flight Miss. Second I want to watch my big brother fuck you up the ass.”The woman huffed and said, “I don’t do that.”Brandi smiled and said, “I know! That’s why your husband wanted me to do it.”She removed the woman’s robe and threw it allowing us to both see her red swollen pussy. It looked as if we had interrupted them before they finished.That woman was in desperate need of relief. She rubbed her hard nipples and her puffy pussy then she said, “Okay.”Brandi said to her, “Make it good, cry out a lot, have. " Poor thing," I said sympathetically."Tell me about it. What are we going to tell mom and dad?" Do you see any benefit to telling them? As far as I can see all it would do would be to stress them out for no reason. If something is going to happen, there isn't much we can do about it, but if they start acting funny all of a sudden..." I know; it would attract attention. It was kind of a rhetorical question; I just wanted to see if we were on the same page. C'mon," she said, getting up and. People took them to be mother and daughter.The name was unusual ... Flintkote ... Tyche Selene was 4 but very smart. Mom was 22 and American. Surprise Me Flintkote. Tyche was Aussie born and had the accent ... unless she was having you on ... then she was posh.The garage was on Beach Road in the flight path of the Whangārei airport down at Onerahi the seaside suburb of Whangārei. Air traffic being what it was ... the house and garage was less than ideal. The house was slated for demolishing.