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No more than a 32A he decided, not that any span of thirty two inches anywhere in the modern world could possibly encapsulate a more alluring set of curves. Unable to see, but fully able to detect, Greg watched awe-struck as the girl’s hand roamed upwards beneath the blanket, caressing herself albeit, through her top. Candace stirred but slightly and he was frozen with fear though not daring to relinquish his hold, in case such movement betrayed his encamped position. Her face was now but inches from his, he could even smell her sweet breath. “What the Hell am I thinking?” he chastised himself silently. In lieu of the available
meteorological data, check-in had already advised this to be a five-hour flight in all probability.
