<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/erotic%20airlines/Sara_Jean_Underwood_Play_476cbfad60e87_zpse213ea82.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Abigale</strong><br/><br/>Abie's lovely green eyes widen as she sees what the Prince was looking at and a blush creeps up her cheeks. She takes a breath she didn't realzie she had been holding and her pink tougne flicks out along her upper lips before it disappears back between her lovely lips. [That might look delightful spread around a ball gag]. She was for a moment or too a bit undone as if what she saw both aroused her and embrassed her. She rallied quickly and nodded, adding honey to the tea and then setting the tray on a chair beside the prince she took a knife and cut the pastry and then picked up a piece and offered it to the Prince.<br/><br/>The delightful blush still lingered on her neck and made the lovely freckles of her face easier to see.  "I hope you like raspberry sir?"<br/><br/>"My only duties sir is to make your flight as pleasent as possible."