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Arlette’s saga, volume 1<br />
- I would have been worried !<br />
- So ?<br />
- Well… I would have invited them aboard ! <strong>No</strong> other choice ! Then, I would have<br />
explained as clear as possible the staging. <strong>No</strong>t easy !<br />
- You spoke, just now, of the end of the police episode of the week-end. Which episode<br />
will we take part to, now ?<br />
- <strong>No</strong>w ? This one I prefer : the romantic one. We take off in a <strong>com</strong>fortable plane to<br />
Venice…<br />
*<br />
* *<br />
The jet flied over the Alps. The air hostess had served them a rapid Italian meal, as it was<br />
necessary in this case. One of his other ideas. He liked to organize meals based on<br />
themes. The first meal taken together, as he lived in the Vienne department, allowed of a<br />
Greek salad and a Tunisian wine, as an homage for the both countries Arlette appreciated<br />
the charms. He didn't want to demonstrate his talents of cooker, keeping himself more<br />
for love. And making love was good only with an empty stomach.<br />
The evening, in the plane, some anti-pasti and a salad with mozzarella had been served<br />
with a nip of Chianti and Arlette got a pure and delicious marvel of Tiramisu. Her<br />
<strong>com</strong>panion avoided the dessert, liking better to reserve himself for her.<br />
When they stayed alone on the sofa, this little rogue of <strong>Eric</strong> kneeled down close to the<br />
Arlette's feet and laid his head on her belly. She put her hands on him, caressing his<br />
cheeks, his temples, playing with his hairs. He slipped his hands the calf long, went up to<br />
the side of her thighs. It made half open her legs. She desired his boy, his sex, his<br />
strength, and his tenderness. The idea of making love in the sky, in a plane, made her<br />
crazy. Crazy because of the idea that the pilots maybe had launched the automatic pilot<br />
system and, with the air hostess, they were ready to watch a scene as in an erotic theater.<br />
He climbed up the skirt to her waist, with kisses on the inner side of the thighs, where the<br />
skin is the sweetest. She didn't have got any pant, even the faintest string and her sex<br />
exhaled a flavor of wild honey. She should be totally soaking but he wanted more<br />
moistness. He seemed to search something. She didn't know about what until the<br />
television woke up suddenly. The videotape recorder started immediately.<br />
Pornographic pictures filed of on the screen. The videocassette, which only Arlette could<br />
see thanks to her position, was an anthology of the best movies of this family. An editing,<br />
made as a hit-parade, mixing learnedly lesbian scenes, the use of gadgets each crazier than<br />
the others, duos, trios, quartets and even a great chain of friendship between women<br />
(around fifteen) laying on the ground, forming a circle, pecking themselves their small<br />
apricots. This sight of different sexes, shaved or depilated for some of them, very thick<br />
for others, filled Arlette with a true excitement without limit. She got an orgasm when he<br />
was keeping himself busy of her clitoris with sweetness. Everything seemed her unreal :<br />
the very crude scenes, the sweetness of her lover's tongue, the feelings of the flight at an<br />
altitude of several thousands meters. She had no time to react after her emotions. His<br />
man let her any second of calm. He sat on the sofa, turned her and forced her to impale<br />
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