Luckily, I was going on one of those airlines (don't say which) that hands out free drinks during the entire flight. I don't drink alcohol, so I stick... to juices. And since everything is free, I'm not the only one getting refills. I'm sitting next to a german who kept drinking incredible amounts of vodka and got more and more talkative - and unintelligible - with time.Anyway, what goes in, must come out. Sadly, I wasn't the only one feeling that urge: There was a long queue already forming in. ..Breathe! Better. Jaime won’t give up so I better not. Charlie will figure this out.JAIME. JAIME, can you hear me? Jaime, is it you? Talk to your Sugar Bear.Weird. I’ve got shadows where there ain’t any light. There’s getting to be quite a few and they’re getting closer. Crap, it’s like I can almost see everybody and they’re just out of reach. Jaime, come on. Grab my hand. Please, baby, get me free!I could feel Bob, Charlie, Linda and Jessica, trying to pull me out, but, it’s like they were. He had a great tan. So did Mom and my sister, Fawn. They were having their own fun around the beach. “Let’s share her, Sasha.”I smiled. I did like sharing women with my dad. He was great. He deserved all of the wonderful pussy he could get. I might be a lesbian, but not because I hated men or my father. I just liked women, far, far more than men.It was one of the things Dad and I had in common.“Mmm, you need my girl-cock plowing into your asshole?” I asked the hardbody beach babe.“Yes!” she. What he knew, though, was how much he loved her haughty voice.Angela was getting more sure that Tony really did want her to discipline him and she supposed in all truth that she quite liked the idea of doing it. She would prefer to spank several of the over-bearing men at the office but knew that wouldn’t happen but here was Tony, a neighbour and almost a friend, and so why not if he wants it, she argued with herself.Angela decided that it would be fun and so stood up and looking down at the.