It was hard to pick out which was having the birthday because everyone at the table all seemed to be having a good time. After a few minutes, the grou...p of females all stood up and headed out towards the dance floor. One of these females in particular caught my eye. She was about 5’1”, with medium length blonde hair that was half up half down, with curls in the back and bangs draping to one side of her forehead. She was wearing this black bustier that pushed her breasts up, just as mine had. . "Did he really expect us to come up here and do nothing?"She flashed a small, unpleasant smile and nodded. "He knew something would happen. I doubt he expected his slave to like it so much though."I shrugged. "That's his fault for not getting to know her better."She focused on me again. "And is that what you did so quickly?"I shook my head. "Not really. I asked her to be honest with me and we talked for a while, but there were several things she said that I'm still confused about."Lady Brighid. The plane was not even out of California yet when the first round of drinks — served by Roberto, the cabin steward — was nothing but a bunch of empty glasses and bottles on the way to the trash and/or dirty dish storage drawer."Yo, fruit fly!" Matt barked at the obviously homosexual Roberto. "Get another round going here, huh? You ain't earning your tip!" Right away, sir," Roberto replied, seemingly nonplussed by Matt's slur."And hey," Matt said, pulling a large joint out of his shirt pocket. "Thank you Mrs. Turner, do you have any beer?" Nathan asks and I hesitate answering him thinking what if he isn't old enough to drink? "Don't worry Mrs.Turner, we both are at the legal drinking age. Kara is twenty-two and I just turned twenty-three," Nathan says and I sigh in relief. I grab four millers and turn around to see Kara whispering in my husband’s ear. She looks over at me and grins. I glare at Jason and he gulps down his beer. "So, Mrs. Turner, Jason tells us you two just retired..