by Lissy Bergman
Suddenly, Steve leaned in and whispered, “Madison, have you ever done it on a plane?”
She said “no,” as her slim fingers traced a line up his zipper, where she knew something big was ready and waiting for her.
“Well, I’d like you to give the clients something to remember,” Steve said, looking back at the small bathroom.
“And, I don’t won’t you to waste a drop!”