| Denise was excited and a little bit scared – and the combination for some reason was making her horny. She could feel the wetness building between her legs. She wished she could masturbate but, the fact she had on only a light summer dress and Mr. Smith was watching her from across the narrow aisle held that thought in abeyance. They had just taken off from Managua in the smallest aircraft Denise had ever flown on. It looked like it held about twenty passengers. There were two seats on one side of the aisle and one on the other. There were a couple of rows behind the entry door near the rear of the aircraft; the rest were in front. The rows behind the door were filled with excess baggage. Denise and Mr. Smith sat immediately forward of the door, Denise in the single seat on the right side of the plane, Mr. Smith across the aisle. Most of the other seats were filled with passengers. Denise counted fourteen. Including herself, Mr. Smith, and the two pilots (who she could see in...
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