Indian Lady Dances Around

S. is able to hold the rest of us hostage.So much for the political lecture.We found ourselves sitting in the bar in the secure area of the Cancun airport. She was having her favorite straight up Margarita and I was having a beer. She looked at me and maybe I saw her blue eyes misting just a tad, but she quickly looked away.They called our 1:30 flight to Atlanta and we picked up our cabin baggage and went to the departure lounge. She hadn't said a word since the Margarita, which was unusual for her. We sat next to each other in our assigned seats and I reached for her hand. It was limp.After the takeoff and reaching our cruising altitude, I went to the bathroom and came back to sit beside her. She indicated that she needed to go, but said very little as she moved out of the seat and went down the aisle.When she returned, she sat in her seat and put her head back as if to sleep and was completely silent. After an hour, I leaned over to kiss her and she turned away. Even I could pick. Hands unbuttoning her blouse, her blouse pulled down off her shoulders, exposing her. Hands on her back, her bra, undone . . . Suddenly her breasts were exposed and being rubbed and squeezed: roughly, eagerly. Fingers closed tightly around a nipple as she sucked in a sharp breath. “Nothing bad there,” the officer said, “Nothing bad at all . . .” His last sentence trailed off as he began nibling at her ear and neck, still pinning her against the car with his body. Julie gazed straight forward, her breath coming rapidly and her body tense. The man's bites grew harder and more insistent as he moved up and down her neck, causing Julie to moan helplessly. “Please, you're hurting me!” “Get on your knees, now! Before I change my mind and decide to bring you in for arrest, sweetheart.” Julie, now despaired of escaping this situation, slid down the side of the car and managed to kneel down in front of the men without falling over. It was a struggle, since she was still wearing the.
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