The Visitor Comes Home
Lea was back in an airplane bathroom; her legs were down this time, and her panties were up; she was done using the facilities, and m**********n was the last thing on her mind — and the last thing that her body could handle.
Sean and Andy had made very sure that she’d had all that she could handle over the last three days. And nights.
allWell, more than she could handle, which she wouldn’t have thought possible. She wouldn’t be walking straight for days. Probably wouldn’t be able to touch herself for weeks. Well. Till the next day, anyway. Well. Okay. Until that night. If she were careful.
moreNot that she would be complaining any time soon.
But what she wasn’t sure how to handle was how to explain any or all of this to her best friend and roommate, Kirsten — S
