" "Mary Anne or Miss Evans?" "Because George Eliot was a nom de plume. Her name was Mary Anne Evans." "I see. Shall we be doing mid-Victoriana dialogu...e then?" "Fuck no. I'm a hack, not an alchemist. We'll do it in good old twenty-first-century style." "Probably easier." "Definitely easier." "And the occasion of this conversational event?" "Our first meeting, I think. You've called upon the exceedingly famous George Eliot and I've granted you an audience. How's that?" "Fine. Shall I start?". The flight is going to be a long one; first class will be more comfortable. The flight attendant took our drink orders after we sat down. We both ordered captain and ginger ale. While we were waiting to takeoff, I asked Paige what kind of underwear she is wearing and she replied a pink thong. That is so HOT. We got our drinks just prior to takeoff. They were made a little on the strong side, which is a perfect way to start off a vacation. Once we got airborne I explained to Paige about the mile. Getting the glimpse of many naked pussies was a matter of great thrill at that time. Of course still, it is so.I had two sisters and they also used to take bath in that pond, which was in our compound. They knew I was hanging around the pond to see the bathing scene of girls and middle-aged women and they did not mind. They too were young and they too were hot, though not showing it.As I understood that they did not mind my being around the pond, I became more courageous to hang around there,. I can be really bad and do some good at the same time. I can not believe I am doing this. I hope you don't think I am a slut,this is so unlike me. I mean I have only had sex with two men in my whole life. Come over here and lets get you all fixed up." She said as she lead me to the bed. Mrs. Thomas sat on the edge of the bed then laid back and spread her legs wide. "Here you go, slide in there and get your "V" card stamped." Mrs. Thomas said as she spread her pussy open with fingers. She was.