After the show, I jumped on a private plane with Beth and headed toward Westfield for a couple of much-needed weeks off. Asking for privacy, the stewardess closed the door just before we took off on the two-hour flight. The moment she closed the door, I began to strip my clothes off, without having to say a word, Beth followed my lead. I swept Beth off her feet just as her tiny pink thong hit the thinly carpeted floor and began to kiss her fiercely, tasting her sweet apple lip balm in the process. Her large breasts smashed into my chest as we tumbled onto the couch that had been...