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Mira’s legs, and unsnapped the crotch of her bodysuit. Unlike some men who had no clue how to find the clitoris, Sam knew exactly where it was and began rubbing Mira’s.
    “Oh, yeah, that’s it, that’s it!” Mira sang out. This was just what she had been waiting for, so she closed her eyes and gave in to Sam’s touch.
    Sam followed with her tongue, quickly brought Mira to a heated climax, and then started over again. She finger-fucked Mira and sucked on her clit until Mira squirted a light stream of cum in her face. Their lovemaking session went on for over an hour, until they were both exhausted and fell asleep.
    Sam’s beeper woke her up, and she looked at the time. It was late afternoon and she silently cursed herself for missing yet another tow. Although she had two other employees, she still had to drive to keep up with the demand. “I’ve got to be going,” she said, picking up her clothes off the floor and putting them on.
    “Oh, don’t go. Now that I’ve had a nap, I’m ready for some more,” Mira whined.
    “Look, I’ve already missed two jobs. I’ll call you later, but now I’ve got to run,” Sam said, heading for the door.
    “Well, if you get finished early, come by. You have the key, so if I’m not here, let yourself in,” Mira said, still trying to get her way.
    “I’ll be working tonight. I’ve got to make up for this morning.” Sam threw up her hand, waved good-bye, and was out the door before Mira could say another word.
    Mira slumped back on her pillows and pouted. She didn’t like being dismissed like yesterday’s news.
I’ve got to get another lover. One who’s at my beck and call. After all, I am Mira Rhone!

 
     
     
     
5
     
     
     
    KENNEDY BREEZED through the international terminal of Kennedy Airport with her company-issued, four-wheeled, navy blue carry-on keeping pace with her every step. She was scheduled for a two-day round-trip flight to Johannesburg. As she rolled past a newsstand, her eyes caught a peripheral glance of the pastel pages of the
Financial Times
, and she couldn’t help but wonder whether or not her Mystery Man would be on board the flight today. Ever since her conversation with Naomi the other night, she couldn’t stop thinking about him. He was handsome, sexy, and had an air of sophistication, all the qualities she admired in a man, but for all she knew he was already taken. Men like him usually were. As Kennedy continued to the gate, she began to run the preflight checklist through her mind. She’d rather think about work than a man she knew absolutely nothing about.
    Kennedy had made that mistake one time too many. She had a knack for getting to know a man’s favorite sexual position before she knew how he took his coffee. She attributed her hardy sexualappetite to her teen years. In high school the girls wouldn’t let the boys penetrate them in order to keep their virginity, but would freely give out blow jobs. Kennedy was reluctant at first, but soon caved in to the peer pressure. Once she got the hang of it, she found herself getting off on the experience. And as she grew older, her libido grew stronger. She often had sex on the second date, if not the first. She thought about sex so much that she felt like a freak. Kennedy loved reaching an orgasm, and masturbated on a regular basis to satisfy herself. Most men she dated misunderstood her sexual desires and thought that she was just a quick lay when in actuality she wanted a committed relationship, and not just sex. But as soon as they fucked a few times, the men were history. Once they heard the “C” word, they couldn’t get away from her fast enough. After a few heartbreaks, Kennedy vowed not to jump the gun and have sex too soon, so she kept a variety of vibrators on hand for those lonely nights.
    Once on board, she put away her luggage, strapped on an apron, and began the perfunctory drudgery of preparing the cabin for the flight. Kennedy had been flying for nearly ten years