Zafirah shook her head at Victoria's comments about Japan. No the woman wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer but those hands made up for everything she lacked in her head. More than made up. She purred as Q strapped her in and wondered why anybody would have cuff restrains in their airplane's hot tub, but abandoned the thought when she realized that she was in a hot tub in an airplane. Anything could be expected from a man owning that.<br/><br/>The engines fired up and Zafirah had a difficult time trying to decide where to look. Outside to the airport or in front of her to Q's insanely sexy wife. Q and Victoria were travelling the right way in the tub and when the plane tilted, no matter how smoothly the pilots did it, the water in the tub tilted with the plane and exposed more of Zafirah's body as she was travelling backwards and hid Victoria's perfect breasts under water.<br/><br/>Having her hands free, (she wasn't sure if she liked that or preferred them to be cuffed) Zafirah took her glass and raised it as well while she gave Victoria a very sensual dirty look and then gave the same look to Q. Her friend was already jealous that she was going on this trip. She could make her even more jealous by having sex with the couple. Sometimes she wasn't into the whole threesome thing but at other times, when Victoria's hands ravaged her body and Q's genius mind thought of incredible ways to pleasure a woman, she couldn't get enough.<br/><br/>She knew her place and she loved it but if ever Victoria would ask her to return the favor, my God she wouldn't hesitate one second and show Victoria and her husband what she could do when she was in heat. For now, she smiled and looked outside the window to see the airport get smaller and smaller underneath them.